Great weekend at Rosario Beach. We went to Rosario on Friday afternoon and had a few hours of day to play, unpack, and spend some time with friends. We let the kids both stay up way later than normal and they didn’t end up going to bed until after 9:00p. Cole was especially excited and kept commenting on how he wanted to stay up all night – until at least 5:00am then we would sleep for an hour. But things didn’t work out that way for him and they both were sleeping by 9:30p. Mom & Dad stayed up excessively late talking to some old friends.
On Saturday we got up … at the normal time… 6:48a, and Steph went out and played with the kids on the beach. I finally joined them around 8:30a and took the kids tidepooling with all the other kids there. Cole loved it … Alex was more interested in how much water he could splash out of the tidepools. We had a rather slow morning and we joined everyone else for the 1130a service followed by a potluck. Alex made it for about 15 minutes when I finally took him back to the cabin. I made a huge blunder in the rather diminutive kitchen and instead of turning the oven on properly to heat up the mac-and-cheese (lunch of champions), I ended up some how setting the broiler. About 15 minutes later I noticed some intense crackling found the top completely blackened. Not one to let a little adversity set me back – I turned it to regular bake and let it finish. Only after an appalled Steph saw my blunder did I figure out what I could just scrape the top completely off leaving great tasting mac-and-cheese below. Problem solved. Food crisis averted.
The afternoon was slow and amazingly warm – the beach became packed with Northwesterners inquisitive about the golden orb above them. I stayed in the cabin and slept. It was nice. I did get up mid-way through the sun-worship and took the kids on an amazing hike up and down the hill at the edge of the bay – at least 6-7 times. Really, we took every path that hill actually offered. Amazingly Alex actually didn’t ask to be picked up once and was a little trooper throughout – he and Cole are developing a pretty amazing brother bond and are spending more and more time together coaxing and pushing the other one to do more. It’s both good and bad – at least for the hike it was good.
The evening was a bit slower and earlier than the previous night. We got the kids down at a decent hour and Cole even managed to sneak out with Mom and grab some ‘smores before finally going to sleep. It was a pretty early night for Steph and I as well.
Sunday morning found us up at the crack of down…6:48a to be exact. We had volunteered for cleanup duty after breakfast and also had to be checked out by 11am. So we set about packing and cleaning the cabin. There is certainly a downside to a lack of janitorial or maid service and I am probably not meant for either profession. However, I did my best while Steph got the rest of the cabin ready – I cleaned some toilets and some floors. Yep – really. After a fairly quick and smallish breakfast we helped clean and tidy up and then had a wonderfully non-event trip home (although both kids were wiped out). They slept almost the entire way back home – both of them.
A good weekend.
