The first (FINALLY!) 90 degree day was predicted for Wednesday.
Sounded like a perfect beach day. So Charlie skipped work, what a dad!, and I asked the boys if we should skip school.
Seriously?? Freddie asked with wide eyes. I could see his excitement but there was also a bit of guilt about playing hooky mixed in his voice as well. I suppose that's just the quite of response I want as a parent when talking about blowing off responsibilities.
We packed a picnic, loaded up the car, and got into the morning traffic.
It was a long drive out of the city, but worth it.
Definitely a perfect beach day. And a WEDNESDAY beach day is so much better than a weekend beach day!


































