The 52 Project, photo 16/52:
Beany and Bear: Our resident scientist, Beany was hard at work discovering different kids of rocks near the water when I took this photo. Of course, just as she is in most photos I take of her, she’s been caught mid-sentence, telling us, “Well, I see that there are lots of things about these rocks that are different, but let’s see what they have in comet.” All the while, Bear is watching the waves, with plenty of commentary of his own. “Wow! Wow! Wow!”
When you have small children, going on any sort of day trip or vacation tends to be a fairly even split between amazing and stressful. It’s wonderful to get away, of course, even if just for the afternoon. But planning snacks and meals and changes of clothes — all the while knowing the magic day could fall apart the moment someone loses her favorite rock or decides being strapped into a stroller isn’t his idea of a good time — takes a good bit of resolve on the front end. But we keep trying. We go and do. And sometimes we catch lightning in a bottle, with proper moods, full tummies and the sweetest of surroundings.
Rockport, Massachusetts, was a magical little town for us last weekend — so much so that I’m almost afraid to go back for fear of dimming the memories. The sun was shining, the kids were chipper (I’m sure the ice cream and French fries didn’t hurt), and even for a busy Saturday, the streets felt wonderfully calm. The kids loved seeing the water and listening to the waves crashing onto the beach, and the entire town smells like the ocean. It’s one of those great little seaside communities that gets all of your senses at once.
Happy Wednesday, pals. I hope it’s a good one!