She didn't need her arm twisting. We picked her up and headed to the Grove. We grabbed our icees and sat under the shade of a really big Banyan tree and just relaxed and watched the girls play. I then had this brain wave and threw everyone back in the car and we headed to the beach. We of course weren't kitted out for the beach but we didn't let that deter us nor did we let that the fact that we would have to stay for a while or we would get stuck in monumental rush hour traffic.
We headed over the causeway to Key Biscayne and went to what I call the trashy beach. You just pull your car over and bam, there you are. Nobody was there so we just jumped out and paddled in the water. Paddling doesn't suffice when you are a kid. I told the kids to take off there shorts and use there undies. Rosie then managed to end up swimming in her clothes. Lily followed suit about 10 minutes later. I had 3 tiny little hand towels in the car but they were no match for the mess the girls were in at this point. Jakie and I paddled around and really loved the tranquility of it all. At some point my dearest daughters plotted to get me wet and get me wet they did. I got soaked. To. The. Skin.
It was fun and no harm was done and I just drove straight home keeping my fingers crossed that I wouldn't have to stop for any reason and thankfully I didn't. The girls loved the spontaneity of it all, especially the part when they drowned their mum.
|THe girls and I, still nice and dry|
|Jakie and the girls|
|Oops, Rosie getting wetter|
|Still dry here but she ended up getting the wettest out of all of us.|