Zack and the Almost Shark Attack

On our last day with Luke's family in Emerald Isle, we went out to the beach while Sutton took a nap.  The water was a little cooler and it was a cloudy day so we were not all jumping and frolicking in the water like the day before (i.e. our boogie boarding adventure).  However, Luke's cousin Zach, was not wasting his vacation sitting on the beach.  He was....you guessed it....BOOGIE BOARDING!! Kicking and splashing and getting barreled.  He must have seen how much fun we had the day before.

Now the waves were pretty calm except for the shore break so we could see him perfectly....and the SHARK that swam in front of him through the waves that were breaking!!  MAN, I wish I had my camera ready!!  After the shark swam by, I looked at his mom and said, "Did you just see that shark?"  she said, "Uh huh."  I said, "Should we go tell him?"  Before I had time to even debate it with anyone, I got up and waved him in (calmly I might add).  When he walked up I couldn't contain myself, "OMG!! Did you see that shark that swam right in FRONT of YOU!!!"

A few minutes later the shark popped up again and people were calling their families and friends out of the water.  I got a better look at it and it was at least five to six feet long. It would have definitely caused more than a flesh wound!

"Did you hear? I just shared a wave with a shark!"




What would you have done if you got attacked?

 

"That shark knows better than to mess with me and these two lethal weapons."

Ironically, Zach had asked me earlier in the trip if he would make it onto the blog and I told him, "I don't know.  Maybe if you do something interesting."

Boogie Board Barrels

Luke's parents rented a house in Emerald Isle with his aunt, uncle, and cousins for a week so we packed up our stuff and headed down for a few days.  I have to say, it was really nice having so many baby-loving adults in one house because it gave Luke and I an opportunity to act like fools boogie boarding one afternoon.  

I was born to ride.

There were no waves (or else Luke would have been surfing) so we grabbed the boogie boards and decided to have some fun while Sutton was being passed around, chased, and loved on by everyone else.  If I have learned anything as a parent in these past 15 months it's this:  

           When people willingly want to spend time with your active baby...let them and quietly go take a nap, spend time with your husband, or finish eating your meal.  Which ever fits the situation appropriately.

Molly: Just one of the many adults willing to be our baby wrangler.

Getting back to boogie boarding.  Keeping the blog in mind, I passed my camera to Luke's cousin (Zack) and his girlfriend (Sara) and made sure that they documented the entire event.  Some how I knew there might be some fun pictures to come from our little fun adventure.

Tandem wave riding gnarliness

Getting barreled!!!

I think we might need to enter some sort of couples boogie boarding competition.  

What a gnarly sesh!!!

The Rut and the Kick in the Butt

So Roaming Vagabonds has been quiet lately...we've been in a little rut (aka July).  I could offer up a lot of different excuses about why:


 1.  We've had company.
2. Work stuff.
3. Yard Work.
4.  Sutton is sick.
5.  We're tired.
6. Sutton is sick again.
7. It's hot.


The list really could go on and on.  The truth is, even people who love to travel need a break.  However, We finished July the way we should...with a trip to the beach to visit my Dad, Stepmom, and sisters.  I think it's worth mentioning that we are teaching Sutton to call my dad "Matt Suey" instead of grandpa in honor of his college nick name.

Doesn't he just look like a Matt Suey...he surely doesn't look like a  grandpa.

Friday was an interesting packing day.  I had decided to make Matt Suey some homemade croissants so that made the day a little more stressful to throw that in the mix...rolling, packing, baking, rising, packing, crying baby, hungry husband, packing, nap time, baking...  It was all worth it though because my Dad had some delicious Mahi that he was very eager to trade for the croissants.  

So Saturday we pack up our stuff, boards, and our V.I.T. (vagabond in training) and rode down to Salvo for a few hours on the beach and some surfing.  As we were unpacking the car, I looked at Luke and said "Who's going to surf and who's going to watch the baby?"  Now this is a little bit of a trick question because I know how badly he wants to surf (even the small waves)...but I do too. Before he could fall into the trap that I had laid out that was sure to get him in the dog house, my dad said,"I'll watch the baby." Before he had time to rethink his offer, Luke was in the water and I was strapping on the leash...."Bye, there's food and stuff in that bag if you need anything!" I yelled as I ran to catch up.

"Hey, my dad's gonna watch the baby...sucker!"

Where did my parents go? I can't see with this gnarly hat in my face...

Now before you start wondering where are the pictures of us surfing, I'm just going to go ahead and let you know that I am not a great surfer.  I enjoy it, yes...but I am not good.  I will probably never post a picture of me surfing on here...ever. I caught (clumsily) two waves while Luke and my sister ripped it up.  It's cool...I enjoyed the quiet.

When I came back in a few hours later, my Dad and Sutton were sitting in chairs playing with a bucket.  My Dad look exhausted.

HIgher!! Higher!!

This little weekend trip was the wake up call that I needed.  Summer's almost over and we need to take advantage of every bit of time that we have.  I can't imagine how motivated we'll be for  a quick trip out of town in February when it's cold and the days are short.

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