I've only ever been to 7 Presidents beach one other time, and I really enjoyed it, so we decided to go back and spend the day. Still clean, still not really crowded, still a really great place. So, I think this may be our new beach of choice.
This was a busy day for us. Beach in the morning, back home to change, and out to support our local baseball team, The Somerset Patriots. You can't go wrong for 12 bucks a ticket, so we try to get there a couple of times per year. This was the first baseball game for Em, Sass and Al, and it wasn't without event. But first, beach pictures...
 |
| This child hates the water and stays as far away as possible. She is her father's daughter. |
 |
| This guy can take it or leave it. He loves the beach and loves to look at the water, but the second it gets close to him, he runs! |
 |
| This child is a fish. She's stays in the water from the second we step foot on the beach to the second we leave, |
 |
| And Jack likes to build holes and sit in them. |
 |
| Alex likes to do what Jack does, so he sat in the hole, too. |
 |
And that would be sunburn. Ouch.
|
So, we come home, grab a quick bite and head over to the stadium. We're in line and Alex starts complaining of a stomach ache. I take him to the bathroom where he proceeds to have the worst diarrhea I've ever seen (if I had to live it, you have to read about it...you're welcome.) So, he finishes up and as I'm getting him dressed, he poops in his underwear. Of course, it's the first time that I don't have extra clothes, so we had to toss the undies and he went commando for the rest of the night. *sigh* Whatever, he was fine. We go find our seats. I get to our seats and Sara is crying. I ask what's wrong and she tells me that she doesn't know. I noticed something though, that made me jump up. Her hands were by her mouth, I realize that this is a sure sign that she is about to....OMG SHE JUST PUKED ALL OVER THE FLOOR. *sigh* Back to the bathroom we go. Thankfully, it was only on her shoes and I was able to clean them up easily. She does this every once in a while, so it wasn't a surprise, but it was freaking gross. So, we get the puke cleaned up, off of her and the floor in the stadium, and we settle in for some baseball. We get a few innings in and it begins to rain. *sigh* OF course it does! So we left. They were losing anyway, so it wasn't too much of a big deal and because it rained, the Patriots organization let us redeem our tickets for another game! So we went back the following week.
 |
| Jack "The Ripper" Budesheim (who wouldn't be caught dead playing baseball) |
 |
| Sara "The Puker" Budesheim |
 |
| This was a disaster |
 |
| Post vomit pic |
 |
| Grandpa joined us for this game! The kids were SOOOOO excited! |
 |
| The dark clouds getting ready to open up |
 |
| Puker |
 |
| me and 2 of my loves |
 |
| Does no one take pictures seriously anymore? |
 |
| Hey, look at me? Please? |
 |
| *sigh* |
 |
| Oh, my girls... |
 |
| As good as it gets, these days. |
Comments
Post a Comment