Summer Magic

I almost never get excited about summer, until that trip to Virginia Beach last month.  It was certified-fun I'd probably commit to love the warm season hereon.

Our toddler is now getaway-friendly.  That is, he's become amazing at long trips.  Could get fussy still, but manageable.  He also worships the sun, beach and sand -- a major plus, I tell you.

To Brian's delight surprise,  I announced a trip to Delaware under the wire.  If you must know, I'm the goddess of the so-called eleventh hour.  My decisions in life, if not all, are mostly done in the nick of time.  And oh, my destiny of choice in Delaware, by the way, is a 4-long-hour trip! Hee. 

So, we hastily put together a picnic, packed beach wears, scooped a sleeping toddler out of bed, and off we drove to a happy place called --

Bethany Beach.

 

My heart swells at how lovely the place was. We're back at Frederick now. Our bodies aching, skin burning. We sure brought a tan home (about three shades darker); and blueberry preserves, and sweet corn.