At the immediate conclusion of our cross-country roadtrip to Cali, we headed straight for the beach.
As we pulled into the parking lot at
Dana Point, Jack could hardly contain his enthusiasm. "Look!" he exclaimed, "the ocean!" The sun was just beginning to set, and the sight of its deep orange rays stretching and glinting across the Pacific blue was simply breathtaking.
Lauren, equally excited, issued a follow-up observation that caught us all off-guard: "Look, Mommy! Cute boys!"
She pointed over to three young surfer boys--tanned, blond, sand-speckled and yes, "cute"--standing just a few feet ahead. SoCal, as we've observed, is full of them.
Lauren is barely two...not even two and a half yet!
I think we're in trouble.