When Mr Beach House announced this morning that he was going sailing, the Beach House Brats lost it. They wanted him around and I love that even though he goes on like a bachelor with a wife and kids lots of the time, he cancelled his sailing plans and spent the day with us.
We are so lucky to have this playground at the end of the street and as Summer fades to a memory, we are squeezing every last drop out of it. The surf was huge, so I was taking these shots with only one eye open. I have given up trying to keep my baby safe. He's learning how to be a man and that involves exposure to lots of danger.
They are in there somewhere
Hope you guys are enjoying your weekend. Sydney is turning on a stunner this afternoon, so I'm heading off to the back deck, rose in hand, to put my feet up, until the next mini crisis that is motherhood, is upon me. At the moment all are happy and I'm counting on it staying that way for a while. See ya Monday. I've been crafting my socks off and have a Summer wreath for under ten bucks for you to put together with the kids up next.
Today I am partying here