We decided to go back to the same beach. It was such a perfect beach, and this day made me realize just how perfect. We loaded the car with all of our gear and the cooler, leaving the boogie woogie board with Jonathan to bring a little bit later. I made sure I had a little cash on me so that we could buy ice cream at the concession stand. Bottles? Check. Formula? Check. Diapers? Check. Diaper Wipes? Check. And away we went.
The girls spent the morning floating around in the soft waves. That day, an unusual current made a mini sand bar close to the beach, so a shallow pool of water began to form. It was the perfect place for Georgie to splash and play and eat sand and squish seashells. Kate found a few friends, and they grabbed buckets and searched the area for hermit crabs and sea snails. They found an over abundance. A steady wind had blown all the clouds from the sky, so we could see two oil platforms in the distance, and we watched a sailboat pass by.
Then Jonathan arrived and the girls took turns riding small waves. I dragged Reagan around the pool of water so that she could have a boat ride. When lunch time rolled around, I got out the corn dogs and a package of crackers. That's when disaster struck. I bit into a cracker and broke my tooth. The one at the very back. For some crazy reason, I had the phone number to my Endodontist in my purse. So, I'm scheduled for a visit tomorrow morning.
I spent the next couple of hours just sitting in the shade at the beach watching Georgie and Reagan build "tallest" mountain. I was surprised that the mountain was actually taking shape, so I started to play around with the sand, too, and discovered that it was perfect sandcastle sand. Smooth, white and sticky. We built towers and walls, all of which Georgie knocked down before we had a chance to take a single picture. In order to make Reagan happy about the disaster, we pretended that Georgie was Godzilla destroying Tokyo. For some reason that made it all better.
That's when Tanner asked me, "What's godzilla?" Both Jonathan and I splutterd. GODZILLA! YOU DON'T KNOW GODZILLA? When Tanner shook his head we asked, "what about Mothra and the little priestesses that get kidnapped?" Glazed eyed response from Tanner. "Godzilla versus King Kong? the return of Godzilla? Godzilla versus the dinasaurs?" All of these titles got a negative. This was almost as shocking as his professed ignorance of George Burns and Gracie Allen. This was stuff that we grew up, memorized, watched once a year. It's like the Shirley Temple Marathon at Thanksgiving. I know most of you watch football, but in MY family it was Shirley Temple. How could someone grow up not knowing about Godzilla? So, if you pity me, please, can anyone tell me where to find a Godzilla movie. If I had a T.V. it would be simple. I would just wait until New Years. Godzilla always plays on TV at New Years. I know, most of you would watch football, but in MY family it was Godzilla.
So, after Georgzilla finished wrecking Santokyo, we let the girls get back in the water. Several hermit crabs later I decided that it was time to go home. I think it was Kate's meltdown when her bucket wouldn't come to her when she called it, or maybe it was Reagan's yelling at the waves to quit knocking her around, either way, I knew it was time to go. I took Georgie with me and got her showered, ice creamed, washed and dressed before the girls came trudging up the hill with their bag of toys. After showering and dressing they ate ice cream while Daddy showered and dressed.
It was dinner time, so we headed back to Corpus Christi Beach and found a little seafood restaurant. I had to content myself with soup since I couldn't chew anything. Everyone else got fish and chips or sandwiches. After a quick stroll to look at the aircraft carrier we headed for the hotel for some well deserved sleep.
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