I am at the beach without children for this glorious Memorial Day weekend. I miss my children so much and keep seeing things that remind me of how much fun we would have here together.
Today I saw a mother walk to the beach holding 2 umbrellas, 2 beach chairs, a cooler, a bag full of towels and the youngest of their crew who didn’t feel like walking anymore, all while the kids held their flip flops.
I saw another mother arguing with her three children about why they had to wear sunscreen, all while trying to catch them and smear the lotion on them in record time – and then go through it all over again two hours later.
I heard a child crying the “tired cry” and watched as mom tried to console and encourage nap time under an umbrella.
And last but not least, I saw a mother playing referee after one child ruined the sandcastle of her other child, who then chased their brother around with murder in her eyes.
All of this while I sat still with no one to chase or feed or tend to…
Sunburn was my punishment for enjoying the gluttony a little too much.