Saturday, August 22, 2009

Rehoboth Beach


Every summer my sister and I take a little girl's trip. Last year Maggie Grace was a newborn so we just did the girl's trip at our house. This year we hit the road and headed to Rehoboth Beach, DE. Rehoboth is a fun family beach and since it was the anniversary of my grandmother's death we thought it would be a fitting destination. We stayed with our cousins who were such gracious hosts. Our cousin Jackie gave up her room for us and they had selected all kinds of goodies for Maggie Grace. Every morning they had the best breakfast and dinner was delicious. I felt like I was in the lap of luxury.



We took the first flight out of Atlanta and were in Washington DC by 9:00 am. After renting our car and the ride to Rehoboth it was noon and the three of us were starving. My cousins had lunch ready to go for us, BLTs! I only mention this because BLTs are my favorite sandwich and theirs were delicious. After lunch Susan, Maggie Grace and I headed to Georgetown to the cemetery. Thankfully Maggie Grace fell asleep, as it gave Susan and I time to visit and reminisce. By the time we got back to Rehoboth dinner was waiting, a full BBQ spread out on the front porch. Then off to bed.



Maggie Grace woke up Saturday morning at 5:30! I did my best to keep her occupied while everyone slept, but decided to get in the car and find a park. Instead we headed down to the beach. It was wonderful. The boardwalk was scattered with joggers, walkers and other parents of early morning kiddos. I let her loose and off she ran. It was the most precious thing in the world. After about three hours we headed back to the house for a delicious breakfast and then off to the beach. We played on the beach for a few hours and then grabbed a bite to eat on the boardwalk and then we headed to Funland. This was the moment I had been waiting for probably since I had dreamed of having children. Maggie Grace did not disappoint. She had such a blast on the boats that parents were watching her instead of their own kids. Some Japanese tourists were snapping her photo and videoing her. She was in her element. Next we hit the fire trucks. She had a blast ringing the bell. Then it was on to the cars, where she was mesmerized by the clown in the center of the ride. Our poor cousin, folded herself up and got in the backseat of the car so she could ride with Maggie Grace, who only cared about the blasted clown. Lastly we rode the carousel, it had been a full day at Funland. All of the rides Maggie Grace rode on were the exact same rides I rode on at her age. Life was coming full circle, all I can say is wow. After another delicious meal it was off to bed, we were beat.














Saturday morning, Susan, Maggie Grace and I headed down to the boardwalk and rented bikes. It was a blast. Maggie Grace's helmet was too big and kept falling over her eyes, bless her heart. She was a real trooper. After our morning exercise it was back to the Joseph's for a plate of delicious pancakes. Were they fattening us up for slaughter? I can't help but think so. We went to the outlets and did a little shopping and went and visited our Great Aunt Mae. Back home it was another delicious dinner and back to Funland for a bit more fun.



Unfortunately it was Monday and time to head home and even more unfortunately our flight left out of Washington at 5:55 am, add in a 3 1/2 drive, an hour to fill up the gas tank and return the rental, an hour to check-in, we had to wake-up at 12:30 so we could be on the road by 1 am. The things I do for free travel.