Monday, June 04, 2007

Holiday at the sea

" would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased. "

C.S. Lewis picked the perfect illustration, in my opinion, to show us how profoundly sad and absurd it is when we reject the reward of communion with God to eat worldly crumbs and play in mud pies.

It's fresh on my mind since we just got back from our own holiday at the sea (ok, we got back last Tuesday) and about a day after being home I was having withdrawls and planning the next trip which will be as soon as possible.

Josh's grandparents bought a great little piece of land in North Myrtle Beach back in the 70's. It's a double lot one row back from the beach with a building that has four separate, cozy apartments. Josh's parents now own it and have provided their family with an amazing place to unwind and relax together whenever we want to. We LOVE it!!! It's the most amazing feeling to wake up, and while fixing my coffee be able to stare at the glittering ocean greeting me first thing in the morning.

I went with my best friend from college, Meghann, late Wednesday night (had to see Jordin win American Idol) and arrived early Thursday morning. Josh came Friday after work and stayed until Monday. We talked Meghann into calling into work for one more vacation day (which she never does) and staying until Tuesday. We just weren't ready to leave. I think the beach comes with a 5 night minimum.

We spent our time either on the beach or in the apartment playing Yahtzee, cards, watching movies (or in my case, sleeping), eating, reading (Meg's a faithful TIME reader), having great conversations and getting ready to go back out on the beach. The weather was perfect everyday....very warm and sunny.

Isaiah was a challenge on the beach as long as I was trying to keep him from grabbing handfulls of sand and either eating it or smearing it on his face. It seems that the whole skin exfoliation idea was ours from birth. I finally let go and let him have his fun, while smothering him in wipes. Meg was a big advocate for letting him dig in and, as you see in the pictures, they won out a couple times.

When I wasn't bothering him, he had a blast...even sitting in the surf and letting it splash up on him. He was born to be a beach baby!

I have a feeling you will get sick of seeing beach pictures as the summer wears on. I'm planning many more trips!

Meg has declared herself his girlfriend until he's 5. I'm not sure this is appropriate behavior, Meg.

Ah ha! That's what these silly things do!

Taking a shower....he loved it!

This is the sweet face of the little boy who yelled out "you suck!"....twice! (I'll tell the story if you ask's rather embarrassing)

"I. D. B. F. F. Meg?"


Duree said...

oh what fun!!!


Melanie said...

Looks like LOADS of fun! What a great place to go and unwind. I agree; 5 night minimum at the beach!