Dash Point 2012

Somehow we have managed a yearly outing to Dash Point for a number of years.
Some choice moments from this year, in no particular order:
Playing Survivor in a small island of sand built to withstand the advancing tide (lasting only marginally longer than the surrounding sand),

A perennial favorite, playing in the hammock is also referred to as “scaring TheMommy and TheDaddy repeatedly with teetering on the edge of flipsmanship in a way that appears to mere mortals as if a broken neck is imminent”.
In fact, LaGrande flipped only once this time and she held on with her feet bound up in the hammock, her hands holding on behind her (talking Gumby doll now) and her face only inches from the ground. Somehow TWO managed to ride that one out, perfectly upright, at the other end of the bronco.

Another emerging game is, of all things, checkers. TWO holds her own but the game itself doesn’t hold up to the likes of digging in the dirt and visiting the frog pond.

And yes, we had some sun on Sunday (pun not intended) that kept us at the beach long enough to A) waltz around in our bikinis (mermaids only)

…and to devolve into burying mermaids in fully in sand.
Rinsing off later, in the snow-melt, proved to be the parenting lowlight of the weekend,

Since my header image came from last years Dash Point trip…methinks it’s time to update it with a new one. Coming soon.

Oh, and a parting shot, much like Random (a.k.a. TWO) likes to do:
Talking to a ranger volunteer late on Saturday we asked several questions about sand dollars and racoons etc, TWO finally asked me to carry her and as I picked her and began to walk away she got the final word with the ranger;

Sometimes, I like to pretend ketchup is BLOOD.

I bet I could start an entire category on this blog dedicated purely to the seemingly random and oddly-timed quotes from that one.