We spent the day out at the beach, wave-jumping, laying out, taking pictures, and burying a girl or two in the sand. Poor Danielle had to contend with me being a bit of a mother hen, since I was so worried about how much sun she'd gotten the previous day.
Towards the end of the afternoon, Lisa had to take off to pick up Riley and Emily so that they could join us for the rest of the trip. (They had been away at camp for foster kids until then.) When Lisa got back with the kids, we rolled up the beach towels, shook off the sand, and headed to the nearby Spaghetti Factory for dinner. I can't say that it was the wisest move Lisa and I made on vacation--taking two rambunctious kids who'd been away for a week and four more over-tired, sun-and-sand weary teenagers (not to mention two harried and sunburned adults!) out to dinner in a restaurant. It was good food, and we were all very hungry, but it wasn't the most relaxing meal of the vacation. There are bound to be ups and downs in any vacation, so we just tried to be as flexible as possible.
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