Seen...Heard...Said {The Beach Edition}

"Ummmm, Mom....I don't really want to say this, but you don't look that pretty."

     My daughter upon seeing that I hadn't showered or put on make-up before getting in the car.

"Oh my God!  She just wet her pants!  She just wet her pants!"

     The exclamation from three drunk ladies as they watched their friend laughing hysterically while
     hobbling off the beach in an apparent need for a bathroom.

"We don't have that here, but I've got some at my house I can sell you."

     The response given to my husband after asking the merchant at the Quinault Pride Seafood Market if
     they had any salmon.  We declined.

"That pirate just threw candy in our car!"

     The excited cries from my children as we inadvertently drove through the Pacific Beach Kelpers
     and Shake Rat Festival Parade.

"Tyler!.....Tyler!......Tyler!......Tyler!......Tyler!....."

     The name shouted every 30 seconds by the family sitting behind me to a boy digging a hole in front of
     me on the sand.  Too bad his name was George.

"Happy Birthday.  You're the love of my life."

     The birthday toast given to me by my son...and then I cried.

"Oh great!  That's just great!"

     The disdain from my daughter at seeing the neighbor girl pull up after being gone all weekend, as we
     were getting in the car to head home.

"No.  It's the beach."

     The celestial answer to our ever present, Ray Liotta inspired question Is this heaven?

"Thank you.  Thank you.  I love you always!"

     The feeling I have knowing that you've taken a moment out of your day to read about a few moments
     from mine.