Hannah woke up (bright and early, as usual) and made her way into our room, and promptly told me to get off of my pillow so she could lay on it…sigh…I did it, like I always do, but I minded a little less because it was her Birthday. I asked her if she knew what today was and she said “It’s my birthday!!!” and we were off. Hubs and I made a plan for the entire day but we did not tell Hannah anything (well, 1- she really wouldn’t have cared what we did as long as it was fun, and 2, she would have asked everyday if we were going t do anything on that list of events and I would have to shoot her hopes down on a daily basis, and I hate the look she gives me when that happens…Seriously, she literally sighs, put her head down while saying “Oooohhh man” and slumps her shoulders and walks away pouting…I can’t handle it). So we took her into her room and let her pick out the bathing suit she wanted to wear-and much to my surprise, she chose he one piece we got the other day at Target (she LOVES the blue ruffle bathing suit AND her watermelon bathing suit, so I was really shocked about this selection), and then Hubs and I told her we were going to the beach. You would have thought Hannah had just discovered a giant vault full of ice cream and chocolate milk due to the amount of yelling and LITERAL jumping for joy that happened at that moment. (Hannah is most def a water baby and I can say that she gets it from me…not the beach water loving part, but the water part in general) We all got dressed and made our way to the beach.
Because it was stormy the night before, and was sprinkling when we left the house, I was not too sure that we were going to have a successful beach trip, but I was determined to make this the best day ever so we went anyway. We decided to go to The Isle of Palms instead of Folly. I have never been out there so I figured that Hannah’s birthday seemed like a good day to try it…BEST IDEA EVER! We got there, and there were only about 4 other cars in the parking lot, and we landed ourselves front row parking! Woot Woot! We gathered up all of our beach gear (towels, sunscreen, hats, toys…the usual) and made our very short trek to the beach. It was not raining when we arrived and we had our choice of practically the whole beach as to where we wanted to set up camp-it was AWEOME! Hannah could not decide if she wanted to build a sand castle first or go play in the water…she finally opted for Sand Castle…for about 2 minutes, then it was time for the water…now…as you are well aware, because you are very loyal followers, I do not DO beach water that I cannot see through…blech… but I will walk into the water with Hannah because a) I know she likes it and b) we only go to about ankle/calf height, and I can still kind of see my feet and if something tries to attack me before it can make its attack…and Hubs is out there too so if she wants to go out farther, he can bring her-it’s a win-win-win.
|Apparently this is her new favorite bathing suit|
|Waiting for Daddy to Load the car|
|Getting ready for the water|
|She realized that I was not right behind them so she is running back to get me|
|that was a long run...|
|on their way back to the water|
|She is literally running around in circles here|
At what point, is it no longer appropriate to wear a triangle top bikini? Is it age, weight, size, body type related or is it another factor? I, personally, do not have the confidence (or body type) to be sporting a triangle top in public…or in the privacy of my own shower, even when the lights are not on, because not even I, want to see all of that! I don’t even want to run the risk that a tankini top will roll up and unleash the wrath of this jelly on the unsuspecting beach goers who chose to go to the beach for a relaxing experience, only to end up needing therapy upon their departure…Additionally, I do not want to embarrass my kid and make her never want to be seen in public with me again…no thank you, not on my watch! I will rock a one piece like a champ (and like my Hannah J). Also, I saw some females at the beach with their “friends” and/or “loved ones.” Why the use of the quotes you might be asking yourself? Well, I know if I was considering going out in public looking like the hot mess those girls did, my FRIENDS and LOVED ONES would tell me what a hot mess I looked like and not allow me to leave the house like that. Those girls, did not have real-good- friends. They had the kind of friends who wanted you to look bad so they could look that much better…not cool. Personally, if I have to be seen with you, then I would prefer that you don’t look like your suit is 6 times too small for you, I mean, what happens if you move the wrong way and something pops out? There could be children present! Unacceptable. So rest assured people, should you ever have the fortunate opportunity to go to the beach with me, you know I will tell you if you look like a hot mess without the slightest bit of hesitation…(I considered posting a picture of what I am referencing here...but decided not to...you can thank me later...Hubs is still mad that I made him look at it in person...)
On to other beach randomness…I mentioned we were at the Isle of Palms…which is about 30-45 mins away from our house…which is about 15 minutes away from Summerville… while catching some rays, I am startled by the sound of clapping and cheering…on the beach? I had to open my eyes and scan the beach for the cause of the ruckus… imagine my surprise when I turn around and I see the Summerville cheerleaders…in full uniform…on the beach…I am sorry, what in the world?! Sand soccer tournament? No…Beach volleyball game? No? Why in the devil were these crazies out on the beach? Oh, because they were taking their team photographs…Um, I am sorry, but when I was in High school (I know. Go ahead and roll your eyes, but I promise this isn’t one of those, I had to walk up hill, both ways, in the snow with no shoes stories so hang in there okay?) most of the “team” photos were taken on the bleachers-either inside of the gym or outside in the stadium (or occasionally on the field depending on the sport), granted, I did go to HS in Virginia, so maybe this is not the South Carolina way…but I swear that even my brother’s yearbooks form SC were the same as mine were from VA…so what is up with the Summerville Cheerleaders taking over the beach? Luckily, they were pretty wrapped up in getting their pictures taken while we were there, so we didn’t have to deal with them being loud and running all over the place…
|Hubs: "Did you seriously just take a picture of those cheerleaders?"|
Me: "Yep, I need it for the blog"
Hubs: World's largest eye roll followed by: "Ugh"-welcome to my life
|Note the lack of sun-making it a great day for us to go to the beach!|
|She is showing Hubs how to "pat the sand"|
|I am pretty sure if he messed up her castles she was going to swat him with the shovel|
|Hannah wanted to bury my feet-but not my toes|
|My sand fort|
|Attack of Hanszilla|
|She is so proud of herself|
|making sure she got it all...|
|Birthday Girl Cheese|
|Hans took this picture and She did a pretty good job!|
|Doesn't she look like she is struggle to stay awake to you?|
|Literally 3 minutes after the above picture...out cold|
|Birthday Shirt #2|
|Every child's favorite store!|
|Waiting patiently for her crown and balloon|
|Hubs would like this lunch box...he has informed me that they are on sale...|
|All set and ready to go pick out her bike!|
|I love her face here|
|Kickin it old school|
|Reading her birthday card that came in the mail while leaving Toys-R-Us|
We left the mall and met my mom for dinner at Olive Garden…I really only wanted to go there because I knew they would sing to Hannah for her birthday…but in the end, we didn’t even get dessert, so there was no singing…NEXT YEAR THERE WILL BE SINGING.PERIOD. None the less, Hannah got some spaghetti, her favorite thing for dinner (you know she gets that from me…).
|She wanted to wear her crown...so we let her|
|Kisses for MawMaw!|
|Silly Birthday Girl!|
We left OG and headed home. Hannah wanted to read stories, which is always okay by me, and we picked out the Dr. Seus (or Dr. Zeusey if you are Hannah) Happy Birthday to You Book, then a few princess books. Then it was time to get ready for bed and when she was all ready, we read her (new favorite) Time for Bed book.
I had an amazing day with my amazing family that is no inclusive of one AMAZING 3 year old. Happy Birthday to you, Hannah, My Love. May this day be a day you cherish forever, because I know I certainly will. Thank you for giving me the chance to have the Greatest job in the world-Your Mommy. You find new ways to make me laugh everyday and you melt my heart with each smile you make. I don’t care how old you get, you will always be my Baby, no matter How much of a Big Girl you are.