With that said, I gotta love NJ because it is making me realize the merits of...the beach. I am not a beach person. I hate the heat. I hate the sand. Not the sand at the beach, but the sand that comes home with you and takes up residence in every crevice of clean clothes, fresh shoes, and crisp bedsheets. Despite my misgivings, I still joined those who headed to the beach for Spring Break. I pushed my stroller through Disney World. I watched sand castle construction and destruction. I even enjoyed myself. I am a person who has to see differences to appreciate them. This Spring Break, after months of snow and cold, I took advantage of the heat of Florida to get out, get the girls out. I relished many moments knowing that the NJ Spring was awaiting us at home.
|The girls with Belle. Belle and Cinderella were the only characters A would get near.|
|The girls and I on Dumbo. This ride was a favorite!|