My first mistake was making the purchase 6 months ago.
My second mistake was thinking that since the concert was just 2 weeks after her birthday, the day propah could be low-key.
As the date approached, concerns began to emerge about What To Do. I suggested we invite anyone and everyone to come hang out at the beach, a(nother) brilliant idea that spiraled its way into this
and also this
|They are exactly as loud as they look.|
|It was interesting to observe school friends and life friends finding ways to comingle|
|It didn't take long|
|Ready for business. No beer for you, girls.|
|They came, they saw, they scarfed|
|Good girls, these. And pretty easy on the eyes.|
|I could never see anything in the bright sunlight, so just snapped photos all around until I came up with something useful.|
|Sunset was underwhelming, but the girls didn't care|
|They were too busy being awesome|
|This is South Carlsbad State Beach, just north of our beloved San Elijo|
|These are the 103 stairs that I did not sprint upon. With only one night booked, there's no time for misery|
|I was always counting their heads. I did not lose even one.|
|103 is a lot of stairs|
|Still smiling! ish|
|We had the world's best campfire. There wasn't a lick of wind, the wood was sublime and the conversation sparkled|
|Superhero girl/woman helped set up everyone's beds in 2 tents|
|Bill and I didn't know quite where to put ourselves in this scenario, so we hovered on the fringe|
I woke up early, but hung in my comfy westy bed listening to the crashing waves until around 8. I peeked into both tents and saw 8 sleeping beauties, and figured I had some time to putter and chill before getting back to mess duty. It was quiet and serene and breathtakingly beautiful. Then suddenly and without warning, one of the tents exploded into screams and 4 girls came crashing out in a fury of hair and limbs and angst. There was a bug.
So I made pancakes. Blueberry and plain and chocolate chip, because that's what it took to please 8 girls. Sigh.
After breakfast we had the girls pack up their crap and clear out/fold up the tents, then we sent them to the beach so Bill and I could decamp.
I happened to notice the time at 11:07, the very moment my baby girl was born 14 years ago. I was sad that she was 103 steps away and I couldn't share the moment with her. But then I remember that she really didn't do anything that hard on her birthday, it was her dad and I that did all the work. So we popped a bottle of bubbly and sat down and took a breath. It was a huge highlight.
We had to be out of the site by noon, so we drove over to the day use area and had ourselves a d.a.y.
|This is my favorite, because look at her! Then look at the ball.|