With some scary driving, closed roads, and unnerving flooding, we made enough detours to make it to the beach!
I researched and chose Sylvan Beach because it was less touristy and cleaner. The sand was finer, with less seaweed, and an actual park so no trash. It has an area blocked off for families, so it had smaller waves. It was away from the boardwalk and all the tourist traps of shops and Ferris wheels, which we could do anytime. We wanted pure beach, and ocean space contained enough it was safe for me to take six little bitty ones by myself.
It was beautiful, and quiet, and even had a giant playground next to the showers so they all stayed happy and busy while changing clothes again when we were finished.
They loved the beach so much! They were so good, playing in a safe space on a hill in the sand, while I took them down to the water one at a time. They have never seen anything like it, so needed to know what the sand was like and how the waves worked (and how strong the tide was) before I let them loose to play.
They did great! Of all times for them to be “good” and follow directions, this was when I needed it most. And they did it! I have never been so proud! Or relieved! They stayed together and right where I asked, so everyone got a safe introduction before we played together in the foam.
Maybe I was overly cautious, but at the ocean with six babies by myself seemed a good time to play that card!
Kyrie was so intuitive about being careful, didn’t try to run away from me, and mostly was mad the ocean kept stealing her sand! She kept screaming, “Stop it, ocean!” and then yelled at the seagulls for laughing at her.
They had so much fun! I’m so glad we made it! It was worth all of the hard work, just for these memories!
Thank you, Texas! Forever memories! They have talked all the way back toward Dallas about how they are superheroes who can jump over waves. I love these little ones, and am glad we are headed home with all six of them!