February, you don’t own me! I am the master of my own destiny and you know what? I’m going to the beach! I refuse to be held a slave inside my house any longer! So take that, grey winter days and smothering cabin fever; I am taking some of life’s marrow and sucking it!
Okay, maybe that’s a little overly dramatic, but Monday I had a craving that could only be cured by cowbell or the beach and since I was all out of cowbell, the beach it was. Thank goodness it’s only a 45 minute drive. One of the benefits to homeschooling in Jersey means shore “field trips” on nice days when it’s only you and the gulls. I even took my good camera. So nice to be able to have something besides Instagram selfies to take and share.
Lone Instagram shot.
Don’t let his face fool you, he was loving every minute of it. I was just glad I could actually drag that adaptive stroller onto the beach, otherwise…well, I never planned that far in advance so, yay for things actually working out as anticipated!
The boardwalk is ours, all ours, mwhahahahaha!
Just perpetuating the stereotype that homeschoolers are trend setters.
“No you may not take them all home! Here let’s make a display and I’ll take a photo. That will make everyone* happy right?” *Everyone = only me.