We leave tomorrow for S. Padre for our annual pilgrimmage to the beach. I'm still packing and getting the house ready for the house sitter. The girls are so excited that their heads are going to pop. And Mollie-dog is pacing because she knows suitcases mean we're going away without her.
Maybe I'll blog while I'm gone; maybe I won't. We'll see if the mood strikes me.
But I'll enjoy floating in the salt water and feeling sand in my toes. And the way the kids sleep like the dead from the salt air and water.