Top 10 Things a Beach Virgin (with Children) Should Know

Growing up in land-locked Iowa, there are not many opportunities to experience a real beach. Sure, there are a few man-made lakes with imported sand – the crappy kind, capable of cooking your feet – but no “real” beaches.

Central Texas isn’t much better.

When my husband and I discussed traveling to the beach with our five year old and two-and-a-half-year old – despite honeymooning in Jamaica – we were still total beach virgins.

With children.

Trust me when I say, children add a whole new level to your beaching experience. For the benefit of other beach virgins (with children), here are things I’d wish I’d known before traveling to the beach last weekend.

Top 10 Things a Beach Virgin (with Children) Should KnowTop 10 List of Things a Beach Virgin should know.

10. The idea of traveling to a beach is so exciting to young children, you will be asked “are we there yet” at least 50 times during a 4 hour drive. Even a movie playing in the car – which typically places your five-year-old in a stupor – will not be enough distraction.

This would the perfect time for a new movie – not one they have memorized.

My son enjoys a sandwich while seagulls watch - PB & J with sand.

“But we don’t buy crunchy peanut butter…”

9.  Sand is the new seasoning. It’s your salt. Your pepper. Chances are, it will overseason all of your food in spite of every effort to remain sand-free. Accept it. Embrace it. Or don’t eat on the beach.

8.  Seagulls are evil. I learned the scene in Finding Nemo where the seagulls chase Nigel (the pelican), Dory, and Marlin is not exaggerated – at all. If you have food they will stalk and dive bomb you – and you will feel like you are guest starring in a scene of Hitchcock’s The Birds.

Whatever you do, DO NOT bring a fresh hot pizza to the beach to eat on your first night. Because a seagull will steal the pizza out of your two-and-a-half year old’s hands, and attempt to do the same thing as you try to hand the last slice to your husband – punching a hole into the middle.

A swarm out of Hitchcock's "The Birds". Only taken at our beach.

Taken when someone mistakenly let the seagulls know they had food – not us this time. It screams “Hitchcock!”

7.  You need at least 4 people to assemble a canopy/tent. Beaches are windy. Turn the canopy the wrong way, and suddenly you have a sail capable of whisking your five-year-old into the sky.

6.  Read reviews before you buy a canopy. Because the one in stock might be too light and not rigid enough. Even with four adults helping you and your husband, it will not be possible to assemble without the wind destroying it.

5.  Sand is great for exfoliating. By the time it’s time to reapply the sunscreen, sand is everywhere – your face, arms, legs, and hands. Even if you try to clear your hands off, rubbing the sunscreen onto your body will gather sand from those regions. Not recommended if you possess sunburn.

4.  Bring beach chairs. Do not think you don’t need them, especially if you have young children, who think nothing of running over your beach blankets/towels with sandy feet. And don’t forget them.

Clam hunting - an unplanned hit.

Who knew, just beneath the surface, lived millions of clams – who are shockingly fast at digging into the sand.

3.  Prepare for unexpected joys. You can haul a fleet of sand toys, expecting to build the largest sandcastle ever (which never quite happens because of your children’s delight in smashing them). Instead, watch them learn kneeling and standing in the sand – as waves crash over them  - unearths tiny clams. Remember the obscure fact that clams have a muscular foot to dig into the sand. Marvel how fast they use aforementioned foot to bury themselves before your two-and-a-half-year-old grabs them.

As if they know the fate awaiting them otherwise.

2.  Stay somewhere with a pool. As previously mentioned, sand and salt will be everywhere. Use the hose or beach showers to rinse the layers away, then the pool to access those hidden areas. Even after all of this, do not be surprised if your toddler hauled home half the beach in their swim diaper.

My children were lucky to escape the jellyfish - the sun exposure (despite sunblock) - not so much.

Not pictured: my husband and the jellyfish/portugese man-of-war (species is unknown) that stung him. In hind-sight, he thinks he was stung at least three times – the worst on Sunday night.. Meanwhile, the sun attacked the rest of us.

1.  You will feel a burning sensation at least once. It might be sunburn. It might be hidden jellyfish. It might be something you ate. My two children have pink cheeks, the tops of my feet are burned (shoes are not my friend), and my husband – who tanned instead of burning – was stung by a jellyfish (possibly multiple ones at varying times).

This is all inevitable. Make sure you have some vinegar, after-sun lotion, and Pepto-Bismal on hand for any occasion (note: the latter was not an issue….. this time).

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Even with all of the seagulls, wind, sand in places it should not be, stings, and sunburn, our trip was a huge hit. A lot of thanks to the ability to visit on an “off” weekend before the main season starts.

And now?

My son wants to live by the beach.

What tips did I miss to help out future beach virgins? 

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Happy 83rd, G-ma!

Today is special. Lil Diva grins and runs to greet her G-ma.

It is my G-ma’s 83rd birthday.

If you want to know how awesome she is, read the blog I wrote on her 82nd birthday.

It’s still all true.

I’m looking forward to celebrating it with her when we make the Great Iowa Trek this summer.

I think the kids are too.

I mean, look at these faces.

My four year and his great G-ma snuggle it up.

Unbeknownst to her, G-ma was my son's snuggle prisoner.

It’s cuteness overload.

Only to be usurped by these two:

My g-pa and g-ma look awesome together.

Don't they look huggable?

G-pa, be sure to give G-ma and big hug from me on her birthday.

And give her a bag of chocolate chips too.

Happy 83rd birthday, G-ma! See you soon!

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Things I Never Thought I’d Say – Then I Became a Parent

Friday’s “What the frak…?” moment (WTFM) is brought to you by………. 

Things you never thought you’d say…. then you became a parent: You used to be normal. Then you procreated (or adopted: a child or an animal “baby”). Suddenly the strangest threats and phrases spew from your mouth.

I was browsing my facebook feed the other day, when a friend’s status made me spit out my milk, or would have if I’d been drinking milk at the time.

Words I actually just said: “There will be BIG consequences if I hear one more word about baboon privates.” – Amy Stevens

It inspired me to conduct a scientific poll (i.e. ask on facebook and twitter) for other statements you never imagined would ever spring from your lips.

I immediately found a reoccurring theme.

They most often revolved around a child’s, a parent’s, or an animal’s private regions and what should be done or more often, not done, to said region.

Do Not Do Unto Yourself

“Please stop slapping your vagina.” - Leigh Ann

“Stop playing with your foreskin, it is not an elephant trunk! ” – Letty

“Stop touching your penis at the table.” – Priscilla

“Don’t play with your penis at the dinner table.” – @Susanography

“Get your hand out of your pants when you’re eating.” – Priscilla

“You don’t tickle your vagina at school, honey.” -Marla

‎”Please let go of them – they will not fall out.” – Nicole J.

“Stop rubbing your balls. Stop rubbing your pee-pee. Just go to your room.” – Angela L.

“If you’re gonna keep doing that, go to the bathroom.” – @CarrieCrain

“Get that train off your penis.” – Leanne Shirtliffe

Do Not Do Unto A Sibling or Parent

“Don’t lick cheese off your sister’s butt!” -Evin

“Get your vagina off your sister’s face and put your diaper back on. I don’t care if she likes it, do it now.” – Evin

“Don’t lick your brother.” – Lisa Adams

“Do not climb on top of your sister when you’re naked.” – Me

“Don’t pull out my boob here.” – Megan O.

Do Not Do Unto Animals

“Quit licking the dog” – Jenn L.

“We don’t lick the dog.” – Danielle Jefferson

“We don’t eat the kitty’s tail.” – Me

“Leave the dog’s butt alone.” - Jana M.

“Get your foot off his (the dog’s) balls.” – Nicole J.

“Please don’t poke the kitty’s butt.” – Me

“Don’t throw the kitten away! Don’t put him in the fridge either.” – Michelle

“Hey, let’s NOT suck on the cat’s ear…” – Stephanie Cottrell

“We do not stand on the dog.” – Rebekah Costello

That is Not a Food Group

"Stop drinking Starbucks out if the trash!!!" - Evin

“At least those wood chips you’re chewing on are organic.” - Megan O.

“Stop drinking your bath water.” – Jared Hollier

“We don’t put balls in our mouth.” – Me

“Don’t put your diaper in your mouth!” – Jenn L.

“Stop drinking Starbucks out if the trash!!!” – Evin

“Don’t feed your baby brother to the alligators.” – Evin’s grandmother

The Truth About Potty Training

“Bend over so I can wipe your butt.”  - Trish

‎”Put your boxers on the right way, the hole is not to poop out of.” – Nicole J.

“No, you cannot got to the bathroom there (backyard)!” – Whitney

“Your poop does look like a seahorse.” – Nicole J.

The Things You Swore You’d Never Say

“Because I said so.” - Priscilla@susanography, & almost every parent in existence

“Life’s not fair!” – Lisa

The Double Entendre

How many Woody's do you see?

“Where’s your Woody?” – Rama

“Wash your weinie cake.” – Lisa

“Stop eating your Woody.” -Me

“It’s her turn to play with your monkey.” – Me

You’ll Poke Your Eye Out

‎”If you’re going to play hockey in the living room, you need to wear shin pads.” – Liz

“If you’re going to go down the slide on your skateboards, you’d best wear helmets.” – Liz

From the Pet Parents

“Smokey, if you can figure out how to open the door all by yourself, I guess then you can go outside any time you choose because if you can figure the door out, you have proved to be a feline of unusual intelligence.” – Diane

“Stop humping my Kate Spade purse!” – Corrin

Don’t Play With Your Food… or the Dog’s

“Stop putting jam in your sister’s ears.” – Corrin

“Please don’t stuff your toast in my pants. If you’re done, put it in the trash.” – Evin

“We’re in the ER…yeah…they just pulled out a piece of the dog’s rawhide bone out of his nose.” – Angela L.

Observations You Never Thought You’d Make

“No, son, I will not look at the bug bite on your balls. I don’t care how cool it is.” – Evin

“Does her vagina look different?” – Evin

This is but a small sample, compiled of things said just within the last few days by my friends and followers.

What phrase has been uttered from your mouth lately or years ago….. that you never thought you’d say? Please add it to the comments.

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