Life at the beach has certainly changed over the years. Once I moved to OC I was within walking distance for ten years. During those years my days would consist of a towel and chair. Some days I had a bag with a magazine and a few beers.
It was so easy. If I forgot something I would just head home.
It was just me and my friends.
Now it still my friends and me but my friends are little people that I have to take care of.
Over the last 5 years hitting the beach has been an adventure in errors. An experience in figuring out what I truly need to get through a full day. We can’t walk to the beach anymore so I need to be armed with everything in one trip.
Initially when the girls were just months old, I only went to the beach with another person that could help me.
Once they started rolling and crawling it wasn’t worth the hassle so I packed up after the seventh face plant full of sand and went home for the remainder of the summer.
The next summer the girls were one and I got one of these fancy bike attachments. I used it to go jogging, walking, biking but not to the beach until one day I was fed up with all the other options; stroller(s) and wagon.
Nothing worked well hauling all my things except this:
I would plop the girls in there with my cooler, umbrella, toys and mini bag in the back storage area and sometimes I would have an additional back that I carried. Once I hit the sand I would turn it around and pull them, slightly tilted so only the big tires were on the ground and glide to my spot.
We did that for the next couple years until they were old enough, three, to walk. We finally had our system down and it looked a little something like this:
All the necessities laid out:
- phone with a plastic baggie that you could talk and take picture through
- extra bathing suits, change of clothes, sweatshirt in case it got chilly
- jelly fish kit
- various lotions (lotion them down before I left the house, then use spray once they get sandy)
- baby wipes
- desitin; a cure all
- grocery bags for trash, wet clothes, whatever
- snacks and cups/plastic utensils
- baby powder (in case you didn’t know this gets the sand off in a snap, not wet sand but dry-incredible)
Next the cooler:
What you don’t see since this is a family blog is the beer. YUM!
The main issue the girls had was the hot sand. Flip flops, water shoes and most other shoes still flip the sand onto the back of their legs and into their shoes so they use their rain boots instead.
Now that the babies are here I can’t seem to get a system down. My biggest hurdle is getting everything and everyone ON the beach. Once I’m there my next big hurdle is when the big girls have to go potty.
They pee in the ocean like most people but the other….
Today was our fourth time and each time I say “I am not going back unless Steve is with me.”
Most times I’m with someone but I’m not good with relying on others to help take care of my crying or pooping kids.
I’m still streamlining the process and hope by the end of the summer I can get it down; please don’t take that long. If nothing else I will get great leg muscles pulling them back and forth…I HOPE!
Stay tuned as we struggle our way to life on the beach!
Any tips or tricks please share!