As I write this post we’re enjoying our second visit to Emerald Isle, and final vacation for the summer (sob!).  We love this place!

(Note to self: Add “buy a beach house” to long-term financial plan.  Oh, and maybe actually make a long-term financial plan while you’re at it.)

But I digress.  We spent our first week in Emerald Isle in early July and had such a fun time.  You see, for the Wright kiddos the equation is quite simple:

Sand + Water + Wild And Crazy Freedom = PURE JOY

The Little Sir wasn’t totally sure what he thought of all the sun and wind, but he was a good Little Trooper (as always) and enjoyed some extra attention from Nena, Grammie, and Poppy over the course of the week (Pops Plaxico was away riding horses and feeding piggies in Arizona).

Beyond the hours of fun on the beach, the big “to-do” of the week was Hurricane Arthur.  This Mama may have barely blinked an eye through the many earthquakes I experienced in my California days, but this storm had me freaked out!  As I cowered in our little box-on-stilts it rained…it poured…it blew…it SHOOK!

Ay, caramba!

But in the end, all of my worries came to nothing (other than amusing my east coast Hubby) and we fared just fine.  And the beach was beautiful the rest of the week!

Oh summer.  Beautiful, freeing, rejuvenating summer.  I may not be your Biggest Fan in the heat and humidity of inland North Carolina.

But at the beach?  Man, you’re tops.