Galveston Day 8 – Coming Home

Well, vacation is officially over. There was one moment worth forgetting, but daddy won’t forget about that for 8 weeks. Everything else, was worth remembering and something I will cherish. Thank you to Shad, Tristin, Brandon, Kim, Tio, Grannie, Mommy, Daddy, and Galveston – all you guys rock. Be it a job or school, we are all headed back to reality. You guys allowed me to escape from reality for a week. We have got to do it again soon. Now, it’s time to go home….hit it Diddy

Back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong
(I’m back baby)
I feel like there’s nothing that I can’t try
And if you with me put your hands high
(put your hands high)
If you ever lost a light before, this ones for you
And you, the dreams are for you……..I’m coming home, I’m coming home

Galveston Day 7 – HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!

Even though Daddy hurt himself, the world continued to turn and days past so there was no stopping my birthday. That’s right, I’m no longer a little 5 year old – I’m the big 6!!

The first thing I did when I woke up was to stand up tall and see how much I grew. Then I ran through the beach house getting happy birthdays from everyone. I was like cool, but where are the presents. I had to wait a little while we set up the decor, but it was well worth the wait because I got so much stuff. I must be loved because the more you’re loved the more toys you get, right? Do my parents need to revisit that one with me? That actually may be me more imposing that rule on my parents rather than them teaching me that way. Whatever – I got lots of presents and that is what I am shooting for. I need to get the bumper sticker that read “The one that dies with the most toys wins” and put it on my motorized Jeep next to my vanity plate.

Galveston Day 6 – Time For A Break

The plan was to spend all day at the beach bumming around like we have been for the whole vacation, but daddy had other plans. He wanted to try and recapture his youth or show off for the youngsters, but here again there were different plans. Daddy did a good job laying out the board and jumping on the board, but he should have worked on the dismount because I’m sure breaking his leg was not the right way. Yep, daddy broke his leg (technically fractured) and spent about 6 hours in the ER. That kind of put a damper on the day, but at least it was toward the end of our vacation so we got in a lot of play time. It will be an interesting ride home because daddy is still in some pain, but mommy and I are taking care of him and making sure he is comfortable. I even told him I would get him anything he needed while his leg was broken – when he heals up it may be a different story.

Galveston Day 5 – A Good Day to Boogie

On Thursday, Grannie came down to Galveston for a couple of days to spend being a beach bum with me. I couldn’t have been happier because we got to go walking all along the beach picking up all the shells and I do mean all of them – I have like a bucket full. I also got to show her how to boogie board. I thought it was so cool that my Grannie even got out there and tried to boogie board all by herself. She did awesome! I told her it was a good day to boogie and I was right. Pics of those will come when we develop the film from the waterproof camera – yep I said it – develop film. We bought an old school waterproof disposable camera so we could take it out to get action shots and I have a feeling it will pay off.

After our time at the beach, we went to Pleasure Pier for some dinner and fun on the rides. We ate at Bubba Gumps – Stupid Is As Stupid Does. After that, we went to ride the scary rides. Daddy stepped up right away and said he would ride the teacups with me while mommy went with the the boys to ride the Iron Shark – it may have been taller and faster and had loops, but my teacups spun around pretty fast so it was kinda the same – at least to me and daddy. Even though mommy asked daddy several times if he wanted to go ride the larger roller coasters, daddy insisted he would tough through my rides. Based on the amount of screaming he did on my rides, mommy and I think my rides were all he could take – so far no denial.


Galveston – Day 3 & 4

So somehow I missed posting for day 3 – its vacation so all the days blend together and I don’t do schedules so I guess I wasn’t really late.

The last couple of days has been busy with boogie boarding, swimming at the pool, and fishing. I did find out that Tio can’t take a very good picture as you will see below.

Not saying much this post because I got to get my beach on.


Galveston Day 2- The Beach

Smiles are still on everyone’s faces, but one thing I’m learning is that having a sibling is so different from being the only focus in my parents eyes. There are some brothers here that are always trying to get under each other’s skin and they usually do. It’s funny to see how quickly they can push each other’s buttons. The little brother was convinced he got stung by a jelly fish, but turns out his big brother just scratched him with his toenail to scare him – it worked because little brother left the beach with his arm wrapped up.

Anyway, today was all about the beach – sandcastles, waves, boogie boards. The one thing I love to do is run into the waves and see if they can knock me down – the answer is yes, but I get right back up and ask for more. I think I did this for hours. Daddy and mommy kept saying how big I was getting and how much easier it was this year versus last year because they didn’t have to hold me up or jump with me above the waves since I know how to swim and knew to hold my breath this year if I went under – glad I could make your life easier, but just keep this moment in mind when you think I’m a handful – it’s a trade off.

I’ve gotten so big that this year I’m boogie boarding – nothing like water boarding so it’s all good. To me it was like Riding Giants – waves crashing in over me – feeling like I’m on the verge of going out of control, but riding high on the waves – I’m hooked. I think I’m going to be a beach bum/surfer when I get older – I haven’t broken that news to my folks yet, but they seem so happy that I’m doing it now so what’s the big difference, right?

After all that, it was time to chill by building some sand castles. That is really not my forte because we spend all that time making castles that seem to fall in no time – fall or I knock them down that is. whichever, it is relaxing to me – zen if you will.

So far, so great. Keep you posted.

Galveston Day 1 – Road Trip

So time has come for our annual trek to Galveston – if you are a burglar, please do not rob us. This time we are going with some good friends of ours – Tio, Kim, Shad, Tristin, and Brandon. We are going to have so much fun IF WE EVER GET THERE. What should be a 5 hour trip took us over 7 hours to get there once we left our house because we had to meet up with the others. Sounds simple to most everyone, but they were having a problem getting all their stuff in the car. Once that was finally done, we only had to stop 3 more time for a short trip – this doesn’t include the trip to the store to stock up on food and drinks for the week –  insert exasperated cadence here.

Anyway, we finally got there and we are going to be so chillin’ like Bob Dylan. Keep you posted throughout the week. Right now – time to get my beach on playas.

Life’s a beach….

….or at least I wish it was.

We closed out our vacation in Galveston, but we weren’t closing anything out until we went to the beach. I usually spend time at our community beach club, but that doesn’t hold a candle to the real thing. We spent 5 – 6 hours at the beach mainly playing in the water. At first, I was a little apprehensive about being in water where I couldn’t see the bottom, but jumping a few waves, laughing endlessly, and swallowing a few quarts of salt water helped me get over that pretty quickly. I had mommy and daddy in the water for most of the time we were there. When we were done, we were pooped.

We also built sand castles with moats and tunnels connecting them and the beach was pretty nice – no visible signs of BP’s oil spill. This isn’t to say there are no more effects of the spill, but I don’t want to get too heavy in my post – it’s vacation and I want to chill – okay, a year later and there are still 1.1 million barrels of oil still missing from the spill, but I digress.

Moving on….daddy and mommy did say that when I get a little older, we will go to the Caribbean where the water is so clear you can see your toes wiggle. For now Galveston will have to do and that is alright by me – I had a blast and I’ve got the tan to prove it.

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