A trip to the beach

Last night, baby bear went to bed all excited to wake up ready for her big nursery trip to the beach. She had her flip flops, her sunglasses and her Sunday ready to go and my girl was looking forward to building castles and jumping waves in the water.

This morning we woke up to a grey and unpromising sky. As we loaded the car, it started to rain, but when she glumly asked if we'd have to cancel the beach trip, I told her that the sub would probably burn the little cloud dusting right up. 

Alas, it did not. It rained all the way to the beach but seemed dry when we arrived. Just as we got unpacked, it naturally started to rain again. My girl was unfazed. In fact she had sheer joy all over her face as she built castles with wet sand, sunk her toes in the rock pools and ran in the rain.

Her giggle is infectious and when she asked me to join in, I couldn't refuse. We ran along the shore with a ride that came in incredibly fast, she shrieked with elation when my converse got soaked and the sea washed over the jacket I'd placed down on the sand.

To be honest, it was pretty fun. It reminded me of the phrase 'some people feel the rain, others just get wet.' My girl is vivacious, she loves life- every facet of it, and it positively affects everyone around her. It would have been so easy to have a bad attitude about today's washed out trip, yet she had a blast! I'm thankful for a stark reminder to really live in the moment, to feel the rain and not just get wet.