Escaping the rat race of our life for a few days over Easter is becoming a tradition I love more than just about anything else we do as a family.
For the third year in a row, we headed to my parents’ summer home in Rhode Island for five blissful days of no commitments. I knew this was something I was craving but I’d forgotten exactly what that felt like. It sank in Thursday morning when I woke up and realized I didn’t have to get out of bed if I didn’t want to. Ahhh, what an amazing feeling.
For five days, we did whatever we felt like doing. We went for walks on the beach, investigated the damage from Sandy, rode our bikes, hunted for sea glass, played games, made jewelry, ate and slept.
Even my 14-year-old admitted — in between naps — how wonderfully relaxing it was.
Here is a little glimpse of our trip.
|Walking on the beach on a stunning day. There’s a cool fort at the end of the spit. That’s where we’re headed cause the boys need a destination.|
|Jumping off an old foundation. I don’t think Sandy knocked this one out but you never know. The little town of Misquamicut was hit pretty hard.|
|Relaxing by the fire. Jonah found his Pokemon cards just before we left. He’s back in the game. Oh joy.|
|Walking to the Watch Hill Lighthouse and checking out the homes of the rich along the way.|
|An impromptu game of see-saw.|
|Sea glass hunting — my all time favorite pass time. Lilly’s too. We call her hawkeye because she always finds the best pieces.|
|Easter egg hunt at the beach. A few might surface next summer. Mmm, melty chocolate.|
|Lilly taking in the view on our blustery last day.|
All too soon, it came to an end. The boys were ready to come home. There wasn’t enough action for them, but the girls and I could have stayed forever.
FranklyStein is a blog by Chesapeake Family Magazine editor Betsy Stein who lives in Catonsville with her husband, Chris, and four children, Maggie, 14, Lilly, 12, Adam, 12, and Jonah, 8.