Friday night me and the fam went down to the beach. McKenna is pretty independent about what she wants to do at the beach, so it is kind of fun just to watch her interact with seagulls, play with her sand toys and run down to get her feet wet.

As you know, once you become a father everything that can be carried….you will carry. You are a 2 legged pack mule. So I carried, like  a good dad/husband, all of our stuff out to the car. Cooler, chairs, toys and whatever else you need for 19 month old at the beach. On my way back I noticed a Sea Grape tree full of Sea Grapes. I know surprising! So I grabbed a few and decided it would be fun to toss a few about 30 ft away at Leah’s feet. Now usually I have pretty good aim…today I was off by about 18 inches. Not north and south. Just east and west…well mainly west. I gave it my best lob and hit Mckenna, who was lying down on the bench getting changed, right in the beezer. I heard a little ouch come from behind the trash can, that obstructed my view and was, I am sure, the reason for my fo pau. Did I mention that I carried all the very heavy stuff to the car, by myself like a good dad?

I know I am going to have a lot of fun with my kids over our lives together, but one lesson I learned today is that they better be tough too!

Moral of the Story: Let me know if you get one so I can use it in a sermon! or better yet tell me one of your stories so I can use it.