Spontaneity

Nick and I have always been a  rather spontaneous pair.  Not a spontaneous pear. There’s a difference there.

Anyway, a few years of marriage and a few kids haven't changed that, so when Nick got home from work at 5 and asked if we should go to the racetrack, I said yes, and off we went. 

It’s loud at the racetrack and for some reason the kids didn’t want us to stick squishy neon orange things in their ears, try as we might.

Despite all the glum looking kids in these pictures they did honestly have a good time.

But the boys would have been content to just play at this bounce house and $1,099 playground.

And Roz content to do some yoga, here pictured in downward dog, on the top most bleacher.

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Ah, but the spontaneity isn’t over folks.  On the following weekday a friend asked if I wanted to go to the beach with her and I said yes.  So, all by me onesie I packed up my three wees and set off for the Atlantic coast.  I owe her a big thank you for inspiring this spontaneity, it was a fantastic time. 

I’d like to note here that the tide really freaked Roz out, which I was cool with because it kept her out of the tide.  The boys were once the same way, but this trip they loved it.  I have similar hopes for Roz.

We took a short little walk…

…over to an inlet where we played in some tide pools.  Everett attempted to catch fish (can you see those little fish there?).

But all either of the boys caught was seaweed.

Roz didn’t have to worry about the tide crashing in, so she finally got in the water. 

Exploring.

And once again, Roz-yoga.  Here pictured in a sliding downward dog, on the beach with her head in a tide pool.

And there you have it, folks.  Spontaneity resulting in a race track and a beach.   …and some yoga.