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September 02, 2008

The waves go on forever

Today Darby, Lyric, Ollie and I did something here in California that... curiously... we've never done before. We actually bought bodyboards and went out into the surf.

Wow, I can't believe what we were missing. I've often heard that surfing is so popular here because you can ride the waves for a long time. Now that I've experienced it firsthand, I can see just how true that is. Imagine riding a wave a good 50-100 yards! The whole time you're zooming along as if you have a motor on your board, and what you thought was one wave actually seems to be two or three seperate waves that recharge your ride. It's thrilling and so fun.

Almost enough to make you forget that there may be... sharks. Yep, enough to make you forget that.

We had a great time today. All four of us were out there in the water, just loving it. Even Darby, which made me quite proud because I always warn her not to fall into the curious phenomena that I call "Mom on the beach." That is, the tendency for everyone in the family except for Mom to go out into the waves. I've always wondered when in the exact moment where a girl turns from the girl who loves the waves into the Mom who sits on the beach chair and reads and doesn't go into the water anymore. Any insight?

My "Mom on the Beach" musings as been enough to get many girls I know to get into the water, actually, wanting to prove that they aren't there yet.

PS. I actually know when my mom became Mom on the Beach. She was totally flipped over and wiped out by a wave, and that was kind of it for going out into the surf for her. Except sometimes if you find a very calm day, you may find her testing the waters....

Posted by jason on September 2, 2008 02:10 AM

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I became a Mom on the Beach when my gut got flabby enough to indecorously hang over my bathingsuit when I took my shirt off. So...kept my shirt on...stayed on the sand.

Posted by: Pop on September 2, 2008 09:16 AM

Maybe the Mom on the beach is tired.
Maybe when her husband that works all the time went in the water with the kids, the mom finally got a chance to rest.
maybe.....

Posted by: not one myself on September 2, 2008 11:13 AM

Maybe the Mom on the beach is tired.
Maybe when her husband that works all the time went in the water with the kids, the mom finally got a chance to rest.
maybe.....

Posted by: not one myself on September 2, 2008 11:13 AM

That is hilarious! I vow to never become one of those moms. I was actually thrilled this year to not have a baby that I had to sit with on the beach. We all had a great time together in the water. Good for Darby! :)

Posted by: kate on September 2, 2008 02:33 PM

Pop--You CANNOT be a Mom On The Beach; you would have to be a Pop On The Beach!

And I think that the phenomena of Mom on the Beach may be related to the issue of going into the water means wearing a bathing suit--not every women feels comfortable getting down to their skivvys in front of others...

So, that could be it, too.

Posted by: Jessica on September 2, 2008 03:18 PM

I became a "Mom on the Beach" before I was ever a mom...actually I was only on the beach a very short time and almost jumped straight to "Mom on the Boardwalk". My reasons: I almost lost my glasses in the ocean and I am, for all intents and purposes, blind without them (you tend not to go into the water when you can't see the beach or anything in the water, even right in front of you). Also, I burn very easily and very badly, even with sunscreen. When I do go to the beach, which is maybe once a year (we go to Cape May every year, but we have never been on the beach), I mostly walk the boardwalk, shop, and eat. The beach is not thrilling for me. I do like to walk along the shore, though, but I can't just park there for any length of time.

Posted by: kathiek on September 2, 2008 05:57 PM

In defense of "Mom on the beach" since I'm probably the original Mom. Here's my background: brought up in Connecticut near a beach: absolutely NO WAVES! Then moved to Florida to the gulf right near a beach: absolutely NO WAVES! Then, I lived in Delaware and went to the beach: waves, scary waves, waves that make you do somersaults and hit your head on the ground! My motto: BE SAFE ALWAYS!

Posted by: Mom on September 3, 2008 06:24 AM

I agree with the insight offered by "not one myself", even though I try very hard to also be "not one myself". It can be a tough choice- do I get in on the fun and excitement with the kids and my husband, or do I take these few, sacred, precious moments to just sit, be still, rest and read??
In the end, I have never been sorry that I chose the first. Even though I cannot tell you when the next time will come that I can sit still and read an entire book, I am finding enough time for all of these things- and I hope you don't find me someday, just being a "mom on the beach".

Posted by: Susan on September 3, 2008 12:51 PM

I think it's really funny that Pop said he was a Mom on the Beach.

And people, you think only moms would love the chance to READ ON THE BEACH!? Don't you know that when you have children you give up that right for at least 15 years!???

Posted by: jason on September 3, 2008 12:55 PM

I have one comment and one question:

1. Did you wear a body suit and did any of your former co-workers see you :)

2. Mom on the beach...hmm...I've been a mom on the beach WAY before I had kids...since I can remember, the thing I like most on the beach is sitting and relaxing and not worrying about anything...especially sharks in the water...guess I was blesssed to have kids so now I have a "name" for myself..

P.S. Congrats again on all of your successes...you still amaze me even though I would expect nothing less that success from you...there is noone more genuine or deserving of the success that is yet to come..keep it up!!!

Posted by: Heidi on September 4, 2008 09:21 PM

I, for one, can vouch for Jason's prodding (or rather daring) a woman to get off her seat and enter the deep blue (or should I say green here in the Atlantic) or forever be labeled that dreaded title! In fact, when we did camp agape and were totally worn out it was only that dare that got me in to the White Clay Creek to play with the campers. Not only is this philosophy engrained in Jason, it is also carried within his children. For just this summer at our one and only outing to the U OF D pool, I was being begged by my eight year old to go down the slides... I calmly said "no. there are no other grown ups on the slides." to which Lyric replied (and in a sing-song taunt) "but you would be cooler than them." I am ashamed to say I gave into the peer pressure of an eight year old. But proud I did it because none of the other adults with us did!

Posted by: min on September 11, 2008 02:06 PM

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