Have you heard that going somewhere with kids is called a trip, but never a vacation? I used to emphatically nod my head to that, but dare I say that we are slowly starting to turn a corner? Given this was only a 2 day family getaway to Hilton Head Island, but it was incredibly enjoyable.
We rented a 2 bedroom condo that ended up being a spectacular find. The girls slept in the same room for the first time and it worked beautifully. We arrived Thursday late afternoon and after dropping our stuff, we walked across the boardwalk and onto the beach to meet this crew:
My bro and his family had been there all week and my parents drove in the same day we did. It was incredible to get to all be on the beach together.
Nana was immediately pulled into wave jumping.
I was drawn to baby Lacey like a moth to flame.
And we spent the entire evening sipping adult beverages while listening to the waves and snapping pictures at the most perfect time of day.
I might have gotten a little camera happy…
and probably pushed for one picture too many. That’s his “please stop” face – haha!
I can’t help it babe, you’re just such a stud!
Eventually we wandered up to the Coco’s, the little beach hut in front of our condo. The place got an A+ in atmosphere. The food? Well, it was what you’d expect; nothing to write home about. We didn’t mind though, as it served as a great backdrop for catching up with family while the girls all played.
Beginning the next day, we got into a great little vacation routine. A slow wake up and breakfast, then suiting up and hitting the beach by 10:00 am.
We jumped waves, made castles, went on walks before heading to a beach bar to grab lunch.
After lunch we would switch to the pool.
Then head in for a rinse off and late naps. The girls napped both days (and Hailey hasn’t napped in forever!) from about 2:30-5:00/5:30.
This is so far from our normal schedule, but it allowed us to rest up for my favorite part of going to the beach- the evenings. On Friday night we met the family on the beach for pizza and play.
We stayed until the moon was the only light around.
The next night we met mom and dad at The Porch, a beachfront restaurant near Coligny Square.
Maragaritas, fried pickles, peel and eat shrimp, and a wedge salad made for a delicious poolside dinner.
Afterwards we took advantage of the pingpong table where I adamantly blamed the beach breeze (and margaritas?) for my apparent loss of skills.
We walked the beach and played in the fountains until well after dark.
Sunday morning we packed up, but didn’t leave right away. We found Watusi, a perfect little breakfast spot.
We sat on their porch and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast.
We decided we had to squeeze in a little more beach time before taking off.
We chased seagulls, splashed around, and fit in one more beach walk.
my favorite bikini bottoms (on clearance!)
We rinsed and dressed the girls and 5 hours later, after a quick stop for some groceries, we were back at home.
I was so impressed with how the girls did this trip. During one nap time, while David and I cracked open a beer and went to sit on the porch, we looked at each other and just smiled, knowing that this getaway felt different. More fun, more relaxing, just easier. It has us excited for more family travel down the line.
And now that I’ve shuffled through pictures and relived our quick getaway, it’s time to turn my attention to the monstrous-sized laundry pile.
If you have kids, have you reached a turning point on vacations where you feel like, WOAH, this is actually getting slightly easier/more enjoyable?
Which beach is your favorite to visit?
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