Our last day of spring break was filled with an extra special trip to Folly Beach. Luckily, some of the daddies were off and were able to come with us. 
Somehow, things are even more special when Daddy can be there. This was the first time we have been to the beach this year, and it did not disappoint.
The Halfords, Collins, and we all packed up lunches, dusted the cobwebs off the beach toys, and loaded up the vans with, as usual, way more stuff than we needed to bring. But, the best part about going to the beach this year is that the children are a year older. This means they are more able to fulfill their proper roles as pack mules. Even Bennett was able to carry some stuff down. Oh how I have dreamed of this day!! Finally, something is draped over his shoulder rather than he on mine! Naturally, they are much more willing to haul the stuff TO the beach rather than FROM the beach. It's almost like the salt, sand, sweat, and heat makes them uncomfortable. Who knew?
The children had a great time getting the sand between their toes again.
Holes were dug, castles built, moats were filled.
There were more trips made to and from the water line than I could have counted. They played and played nonstop.
Some of them even went in the water, which we couldn't believe. The weather was beautiful and warm, but the water was still quite chilly. Ah, to regain the reckless abandon of childhood. 
Eventually, Reeves and Eliza had to take a well deserved break.
We finally headed home, sandy and sunkissed, for some extra long naps. It was the perfect way to cap off an amazing spring break.
