Yes, James likes the waves at our new beach, but Molly really kind of kills it. She has absolutely no fear and will take a wave in the face and keep on surfing.
We. Are. In. Trouble.



We have beach babies. Even if the water is about 8 degrees.

One of our "traditions" at SeaGirt: get the kids out of the house asap and feed them donuts in their pajamas while we sip our coffee and open our eyes and discuss the gaming and mayhem from the night before.
The engagement party and us with KC and Missy. James loves KC SO MUCH that he wakes up at 6am asking, "where's KC? Maybe KC wants to play" and doesn't stop until bedtime. KC is ALWAYS obliging so, Brian and I have been known to hit the 3pm mark (after gaming until 2am the night before) saying "Hey, where's KC? Maybe KC wants to play."
This particular museum has an actual-size Air Tran airplane in the middle of the 2nd floor. The kids love flying the plane, from the real cockpit and serving us snacks and demanding that we put our seat belts on. It's been more than once, that we have sat there with seatbelts on, feeling like we can't get up for fear of reproach from the flight attendants/pilots, when James & Molly have up and left the "exhibit" when they were done.