By Georgia Osten
Or does it? For the past couple of years, it seems like Prom Night is the “happening” thing here at the beach house. And, I think there may be another one in another couple of years. This year, once again, we were asked to “move out,” while the Prom gathering takes place. Honestly, we are a little more than willing. After all, we’re offered a night at our favorite hotel spot in Galveston, away from the hustle and bustle of waiting up all night for the return of the Promers. We really do miss the 1:30 am trip to the beach bonfire and the early arising (not early) the next morning for breakfast. The two Promers put in charge of breakfast shopping, forgot eggs and bacon. I think it was cinnamon rolls and biscuits. Forgot orange juice, that’s okay, The Big Store is just up the street. Oh, and the chaperones made a trip to Dannay’s. It was a “carb” morning. “That’s a typical morning at the beach,” nobody will know.
We, the Grands, got a better offer than a hotel stay, we got to stay overnight with the 1-year-old twins and their big 4-year old brother. Talk about what a difference a year can make. Pierce, the 4-year old thinks he’s an only child still – plays in his playroom for hours, has better manners than any adult I know, eats everything in sight and falls asleep on the couch with Nana and PawPaw.
The twins are EVERYWHERE, Army crawl and real crawl, don’t leave the guard off the stairs or you’ll be looking forever. They love their baths, eat whatever is put in front of them (except tortellini), play and play, take their bottles (they insist on holding their own bottle) and fall into bed exhausted.
We still have a night away in Galveston, looking forward to that. Missed seeing the crowd at the beach for Prom, but they promise they can’t wait to do a re-do. Oh my goodness, Summer is on the way, lots of fun to be had with all these kiddos.
My Cup Runneth Over.
GO’s Sand Bucket is only one beach bum’s journal of life at the beach, probably something each of you can relate to. Please feel free to email me with your thoughts, visions and/or feelings of just exactly what the beach means to you. Email: [email protected]
[4-16-2018]
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