King Of Somewhere Hot
This past week somebody reminded me I was the King!
Yea, the king of someplace hot!
like every man should be!
the king of someplace hot!
Cause I am melting right here in my spot….
the King of someplace Hot!
So its the weekend of the Fourth of July and I wanted to take you on a tour of my Kingdom….
My Kingdom is adorned and kept with my favorite Wild Flowers to surround me with beauty….
Actually this is the path on the way to our beach where we spent the better part of the morning on the 4th of July. I know, we must be CRAZY to go to the beach on such a touristy weekend. But I was off and so was she. So we loaded up the sled and we drove to the beach at 9am.
We love mornings on the beach. The sea and the weather are more peaceful. We can often beat the traffic and the crowds. And can often find a front row, ocean side seats to the great big blue sea.
She may be a Princess but she is not afraid to get her hands a little dirty..
This past week she had just
finished graduated her first swimming lessons. (Hurray!) Accordingly, she had no fear tearing off to the much larger and louder waves armed with new found confidence and her old reliable floaties…
She had buckets of fun! She even humored Daddy and danced a little jig to his Pineapple Wine Song (she thought she could dance to it better than Daddy)
When it comes to dancing, or looking cute or just being silly old Skye is a natural!
We spent about 3 hours or so along the edge of the continent and when the beach started to shrink with the incoming tide, and Dad started to get a little crispy (no lotion for this beach bum) and the crowds started to fill in we decided take our ‘turn key’ beach gear and head back to civilization
I saw this South Carolina Gamecock tent on the way out. I mean, Really? A tent, tables, chairs, bartenders? Geez? Even the the tourists at the rivaling Clemson Tiger tent had to give them a stare an a “What’s up?”
So some of my faithful readers may wonder where was our oldest during our beach fest?
Well last week her grandparents and Aunt sue came down to see and spoil them a bit…
The girls were spoiled with gifts and goobs of attention.
And then like typical grand parents style they picked up and left, but not without taking our oldest with them.
So she had to endure the pains and dining with her grandparents for a week. I mean how much fun can that be?
Oh yea, they bought her a horse… meet Hildago everyone…
She is REALLY going to be hard to live with now, isn’t she?
Its OK. Do you know why?
I am the King!
I don’t care how hard you look
you won’t find me in a book
I could melt right on the spot
I’m the king of somewhere hot
Have a great HOT weekend everyone!