A foggy day at the beach. All of us wearing sweatpants (my favorite cozy beach attire.) Tidepools: starfish, anemones, hermit crabs. Magnifying glasses provided by Aunt Krissy for curious boys. Beach flowers beginning to bloom. Sand trucks driving through miniature sand villages. A picnic lunch. Finally heading home as the fog burned off and we started getting overheated in our long sleeves. Dirty, sandy, tired, and happy. I’m trying to have more unhurried outings like these, knowing that in six short months I won’t have both of my boys home with me to enjoy these kinds of days.