As we were making the ride back Alexis kept saying, "Mommy, I'm thirsty!"
Selfishly, I would always respond..."I'll give you the water in a little bit." She has a small bladder and I'm not a fan of the public beach bathrooms...with no hand soap.
Then I had a flashback! I so remember saying that to my Dad on this same bike ride...although...he was a little more creative with his excuse not to give me a drink. He would always respond, "Nice to meet you thirsty" or "Really, I thought I named you Amber." It just brought a smile to my face even though his response drove me nuts. The funny thing is...I toiled with saying the same thing back to her.
It was a pretty day and even thought it was a long ride...it was all on the boardwalk along the beach. So the kids were never bored. We played "I spy" the whole way home and the kids were cracking us up. They just had those goofy laughs every time Chad and I finally guessed what they were looking at.
4 comments:
Ahh... family memories. So much fun and so precious. It is funny how things that bothered us about our parents somehow we do some of them too.
so fun to make your own family traditions, from your old memories of what you did. I just wish we lived out there to be able to continue with some of them.
That is so fun!!! I miss living by the beach! I remember rollerblading down along the boardwalk! That is such a fun memory with your dad!
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