But there have been very few of these days. Instead weekends are spent with a gaggle of kids and finding something to do that feels like we did something, but not too much something. For this reason, we spend a lot of time on the beach. The beach straddles the perfect do something/ do nothing line.
My kids are good at being beach kids; they are good at spending hours exploring streams and building forts and eating sandy snacks without too much complaining. Sena and Gus have taught Arlo by example. He now roams among the adults and dogs and coolers without fussing or trying to bend the day to his own desires.
This Sunday on a new to us beach with a few new to us friends, as well as some old faithfuls, we did all the beach things we love to do plus a few things not in our usual arsenal. And while we were only about twenty miles down the shore from our sandy stretch, it managed to gracefully feel both new and familiar, another perfectly well straddled line.