Quincy Beach

Rob has a boat.  A Hobie Cat, and has taken to sailing instead of sun bathing while on the beach.   He is always looking for people to ride the waves with him.    Two weeks ago Todd went out on the boat while the boys and I stayed back and enjoyed the beach.  Aunt Jean and Uncle Lewis joined us for some time and it was great to spend time with them and have them see the boys in their "element!"

Chase has to be active all of the time and must have asked 100 times if I would play soccer with him.  Which I did.  But, with Turner needing me to build castles for him to stomp and Ryder wanting to swim in the water well, I can only do so much at once.    So, Aunt Jean became Chase's latest victim.  She tied on her shoes and played Soccer with the young superstar.

Although the day was great and we all had fun, the day gets marked by the quote from Chase:

"Do you want to kick more or should I teach you strategy?"

Look out Japan, USA Women's team will have a new striker soon in a talented Jean Rothstein if Chase has anything to do with it.

Meanest Mom EVER!!

That's what I was told by my two oldest sons after their very first day at Briarwood Day Camp! Why?  Because, apparently, they love camp so much, more than anything else in this world, and to make them miss it to spend the day on the beach is cruel.   Torture.  Call Social Service’s because this is a rare form of abuse that I would even CONSIDER sending them to camp just 4 days so that we can have Friday's on the beach let alone DO IT.  This was after the first day. Tuesday it was more of the same.  But this time included some form of tantruming that reminded me of the terrible two's.   Wednesday was no different. And, so on.

Very excited about their first day!

Ready for camp

Brothers and campers

I understand.  Camp, to many people, is one of the greatest places on Earth for kids.  Next to Disney World.  My husband is one of those people. At camp you play all day, outdoors, getting dirty and being social.  It is considered a luxury, evidenced by the lofty price tag.

But, yet, we all find a way to make those payments just so our kids can call us mean.

Growing up, Todd and I both went to Willow Grove Day Camp and we both could have argued, successfully, that WGDC was the very best day camp on the planet.  To Todd, WGDC was the only place for our boys. But, for a number of reasons, including the fact that Willow Grove does not allow the flexibilty of four days a week, we chose Briarwood Day Camp.

Chase and Ryder absolutely love camp.  They love everything about it. They love that they swim two times a day.  They love that they play sports all day.  They love that they are changing activities all of the time and that their bunk is all boys.  They love that at camp they can be the verbs that they are.  And, they are in love with their JC. Ah, camp!  The home of first romances.   They will likely both marry her at the carnival.

So, I have no regrets at all for choosing big boy camp at 5 years old.  No regrets for having to pilfer money from sofa cushions and car seats to pay the tuition.  There are no regrets once you see the smiles on their faces and listen to the stories they tell about camp.  And, despite being the meanest mom ever, I certainly have no regrets of keeping them out on Friday’s  so that we can beach together as a family. 

Yes, I am just that mean!

My 3 Favorite B's!

My 3 Favorite B's. Boys playing Baseball on the Beach.....does it get any better?