So we went to Carilo which is a tiny beach town on the coast of Argentina.. about 4 1/2 hours away from our home (yes.. 4 1/2 hours.. not the 'about 3' I was told ).. and when you stop for dinner and such it is so much longer of a drive.. but I digress.....
So you go to the beach and you realize things....
you realize that the '4 1/2 ' hour drive was worth it and even though you only have 5 hours of sleep or so under your belt.. this is going to be a great day!
you realize that despite you best efforts you child is continually growing and changing and becoming this mini tween and you can't stop it.. and she is beautiful and you are in admiration of how she stays in the water for hours riding the waves with no fear... and you instantly feel old.. and a bit teary
you totally know that while corn is awesome as a beach treat, your kids are the gentle reminders that nothing is really as good as when we went to the beach with Michelle and we had tamales with Tyler, Lindsey, Christina and that tall boy on the beach.. LOL.. #truth
you realize your are glad this child still loves just building in the sand:)
again.. you realize you are old and this kid is blowing you away..
you realize that here in Argentina they love their cheese and salami... LOVE.. on our drive we saw no less thank 50 stands like this on the side of the road... some open as late at 1 am!!!
you also realize that if it wasn't told to you where this was.. this totally could be Kansas
or Arkansas
Or Texas
Or Indiana
Or New Jersey.... all they need are some tomatoes....
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