A Day at the Beach

Last year we went to the beach for July 4th. Traffic was surprisingly quiet. So we thought, "Hmmm, maybe this year we should go, too!" So we did. Except this time we left later and we sat in the car for 3 hours with two screaming kids. It was brutal. While we were there and my kids were having a grand old time I thought to myself, "I now know why people pay money to stay down here for several days or even weeks at a time." And I ALMOST thought, "the drive was worth it." But only almost.