Parenting is hard. There is so much room for doubt and so many opportunities to make mistakes. Are you being too tough or going too easy? How do you impose meaningful consequences on children who are almost adults? And when should you stop trying? I worry about some of the decisions my children make, and above all that I worry that my own sin and failures will, or have already, caused more harm. Parenting is hard, or maybe I'm just bad at it. But this blog isn't about that!
On the whole, today was a good day. We had a nice slow start again, none of us are early risers now. Christian did still wake up earlier than the rest of us and begged James to help him set up his fishing pole. He had fun casting for a little bit until he accidentally snagged the large boat that belongs to the owner of the vacation house. Oops... Grandma also tried a little fishing, by tying a blue Taki to a piece of string. She didn't catch anything but the little fish loved it.
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Lizards on our neighbor's dock |
Christian has also been spending every spare moment riding a bike. When we are at the house he is out of it half the time. While the rest of us were making breakfast (really more of a brunch given the time) he came bursting into the house red faced and panting. He'd left the neighborhood we are in and ridden a mile and a half down the road until he found a Ferrari dealership, then he got lost on his way home! But he was very smart, stayed on the main road, and asked someone for directions to the Hilton hotel which was a landmark he knew. He got the directions and made it safely back to us. I am so proud of him!
Most of his bike trips are fairly short. He goes out to check out the fancy cars that are all around and asks them to rev their motors. He came home again this afternoon telling us all about how many of them were willing to rev it for him or do burnouts. He's been told he shouldn't ask for burnouts, the police don't like it, but I think a lot of the men driving these cars enjoy showing them off. And Christian is an appreciative audience.
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Christian never stops checking out cars |
After a lazy breakfast we decided to try the beach. Pompano Beach is just a few miles from us and this house has beach towels, chairs, and an umbrella for us to use. (Have a mentioned that I love this place? Because it is just amazing!) We packed everything up and then proceeded to spend the next two hours driving up and down the coast looking for parking. In hindsight, Saturday at midday was really not the best time to try to get to the beach. We didn't want to park too far out, Camille has a harder time with long distances now, so once we failed to find parking at Pompano we decided to drive up the coast to the next beach.
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Beautiful houses on the canal (Christian's picture) |
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Houses on the canal |
It was a lovely drive. We couldn't see the ocean but on our left was a large canal lined by mansions and filled with large boats. Unfortunately the drive was for naught because the next beach was also full. So we turned back and decided to find some lunch in our town. Honestly the drive was pleasant except for the large number of drawbridges we had to cross (often twice!) and we had to wait at every single one for it to be raised and lowered. Every. Single. One.
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Our most consistent view |
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Jon and Will hanging out at lunch |
It was 3 by the time we finished "lunch" so we tried the beach again. And we found a space! It was a beautiful day, warm but windy enough to be just perfect in the shade. I was all set to read my new book on the sand but James and Will convinced me to come play in the waves. It was so much fun! The three of us hung out in waves that were just large enough to be fun but not so big as to be scary. I did get to tell Will my story of the wave at Green Sand Beach.
James and I honeymooned on the Big Island of Hawaii. While we were there we took a trip out to Green Sand Beach, a beautiful little beach cove with the aforementioned green sand. It felt like the end of the world, over a mile away from any road at the southernmost end of Hawaii. The waves were high and there was a dangerous undertow, but James and I were so excited to swim on this stunning beach. We had a fantastic time until a giant wave arose and crashed down upon us. James says it was at least 15 feet high, but I've no idea. James chose to jump up and ride the wave which lifted him up and dropped him on his feet all the way up the beach. I decided to dive under the wave as it broke, hoping it would pass me by. It did not. The wave slammed me down to the ocean floor, pinned me, and dragged me along the sand. I couldn't swim, couldn't reach the surface, couldn't even move. The only thought I had was that at least it was bringing me to shore. James meanwhile was standing on the shore looking for his wife of only five days who had completely disappeared. When the wave finally receded there I was on the beach coughing and rather beat up. Volcanic sand is not soft, and while green isn't as bad as black, I had huge scrapes all over my body from the rough sand. It was quite an adventure!
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At Pompano Beach |
Jon and Christian said they also checked out the water but unfortunately I never saw them. They were both sunning themselves by the time the three of us came out of the waves. I did get to read a little of my book while James took a walk down the beach. He found a large Portuguese Man O'War which is quite a beautiful creature. It's hard to see in the picture but it had a long tentacle which he was able to warn other swimmers away from.
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Man O'War |
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Under the pier |
After the beach we came home to relax in the calm and much warmer water of our swimming pool. It was glorious. We put some music on the outside speakers and played and floated around for another hour.
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Relaxing in the pool together |
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Will and Jon in the pool |
The next part of our evening was a little rough. We had a tough parenting situation and when we split for the evening we had some unhappy children. James and Camille went out to do some shopping while I stayed home with the kids. After some time though and a good but emotional conversation, the mood at home lifted. Christian mostly chilled by himself, he was sunburned and exhausted, while Will, Jon, and I watched Buffy together. It was a really lovely time.
James and Camille also had a great time. They drove down to the Aventura Mall which revived Camille's spirits and they got to see the third largest statue in the US. Which sounds a little crazy. They had dinner at a 24 hour diner (which is actually not open 24 hours) and had the best pancakes and French toast James has ever had at a restaurant. They came home very late but happy and with lots of packages and chocolate (which made me happy).
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The 3rd largest statue in the US. |
But now it is very late and we have a strenuous day of relaxing ahead of us so I should probably go to bed. Goodnight!