The old van had all the conveniences we needed. The back hatch would open up to reveal a makeshift kitchen on a slab of plywood atop the motor and inside the van was a bench and table that folded down into a bed. When I think back, I don't know how we managed with five of us crammed into that van but we did. We would make friends with the other kids and spend the days scouring the beach for seashells and rocks, poke at jellyfish with sticks and build sandcastles.
Now that I'm the mom, I want my daughter to enjoy the beach, the sand and the waves just like I did. I'm so lucky to have a friend with a cottage on a gorgeous beach here. Each Summer when she opens up her cottage, we all scramble for our turn to spend the day with her and her children. When Karen prepares lunch or dinner, she makes plenty never certain of how many hungry kids will be landing there with sun kissed-cheeks and smiling faces pulling up a chair at her huge kitchen island.
And that's where I will be spending my day today. Karen and I will be watching our children play while we lounge around the beach, eat junk food and bitch about our husbands. Ahhhh....paradise!
What are your favorite Summer childhood memories?