In early June our ragtag crew enjoyed a week at our happy place – Emerald Isle beach.

BLISS.

Well, except for all of the child-related WORK we still had to do…the word “vacation” certainly takes on a whole new meaning when children are involved.  But in all honesty it wasn’t so bad.  The Littles were crazy thrilled to be at the beach AND we were joined by Nena and Pops who always give us lots and lots of help.

WIN!

We had such a nice week, full of beachin’, birthdays, and so much sugar- and sun-induced silliness.  Just the way a summer vacation ought to be.

I’ll let the photos speak for themselves…

And note (as I do every year) that I want (need!) a beach house…STAT.

I’d also like to note that we did not, in fact, get attacked by any sharks.

WIN AGAIN!

The beach trip also marked the Big Man’s 34th birthday, thus ending the 1 month + 5 day span I have to endure each year, when he reminds me (often) that he is a whole 2 years younger than me.  To which I remind him that women live longer than men, so I was just hedging my bets.

Happy birthday, Mr. Sassy Pants.

(Love ya!)

It was a great week that kicked off the summer and left us with three very happy (and very tired!) children.

WIN, WIN, WIN.

(The Lil Sir’s “cheese!” face)

We can’t wait to go back.