A 12 Year Old Boy At The Beach

We've been taking a mini-vacation in our favorite place, Orange County, of course.  This time Disneyland, and a few of the local beaches.  Lots of pictures, lots of family time, and lots of fun.

But not lots of free time, so I'm behind on my blogging.

I'll get some posts put together soon, but for now, here's a little snippet of life from this past weekend.

Saturday morning, we woke up to another scorcher day.  93 degrees by 10am, and lots of sun, so we spent the first few hours at the hotel pool before heading out to the beach.

Turns out everyone else in the county had the same plan, and by the time we got to the water, all the lots were full.  3 beaches and two hours later, we found an open parking lot right off the pier in Huntington Beach.  We were all pretty miserable by then, since we had been holding off on lunch until we could park, and by the time we settled down to eat, it was 3pm.

Ruby's on the Pier

But lunch was dee-lish, and everyone was back in good spirits by the time we left.

As we were walking down the pier, P and I strolled arm in arm, enjoying the happy feeling in our tummies.  I turned to him and said, "Hey, it may have taken forever to get here, but at least you get to see all the girls in their swim suits."

P's response?

"This is America, Mom, not Brazil or Sweden."