Fish poop and duck droppings

We spent a gorgeous 88 degree day (really hot for Vermont people) at the beach. We met my friend Alyssa and her two boys Brady (3 years) and Eli (3 months) at 10 AM just as the gates to the Sand Bar State Park opened. There was actually a line to get in- a testament to the fact that in a spring that has been extremely chilly and rainy people could not wait to jump into summer. It was a wonderful day. You would think with two parents there bringing an entire cart of stuff one of us could have remembered a camera. But nope- so you are all out of luck. I will just tell you everyone was cute as a button and repeatedly slathered in sunscreen.

I do enjoy being at the beach with my children. Except for all the sand (it is always stuck all over everything) and the lake water. I mean there are all these plants growing in it...plus the fish. Tons of little minnows swimming around your toes. That means you are standing right where they are eating... and peeing. Not to mention the ducks and sea gulls. I stood in the water and watched a sea gull fly overhead and plop right in the water next to me falls poo. I stared as it spread out through the water and looked over to see me own child joyfully dump a bucket of water down her front. Not a pretty connection I tell you. No it isn't easy being me. There is a reason I carry disinfecting gel everywhere I go.

I braved it though! I waded out with the kids. It even got so hot that I dove in. I pushed all unpleasant poo thoughts out of my head. I never gave it a second thought either. OK, well not much of one. Until I got home and took my suit off a pealed a long piece of plant off my torso. Ick, wonder where that has been.