Fire Island

Last weekend we decided that we wanted to take Mia to the beach. I was all like....hey, let's go to Coney Island.....it costs like $5 round trip and the sand castle competition is going on. Ten was all like....hey, it's Coney Island....I don't want to watch trashy people in thongs make out on the beach. Fair enough.

Luckily, we have a third person in the house that makes good decisions for us....

Mia was like...hey, I have an idea. I'm on the phone with someone that says we can stay at their beach house on Fire Island...why don't we do that?

So, we packed up our beach gear and food and headed over to Fire Island. We took the subway to Penn Station...and then we took the Long Island Railroad to Babylon...and then we changed trains to Bay Shore...and then there was a shuttle bus ride...and finally a ferry ride. Yes, it wasn't that easy to get too.

Mia on the first leg of the trip eating her baby jerky (otherwise known as strips of rotisserie chicken).

Fire Island was great. We slept a lot. We ate a lot of food. We played in the sand. We swam....well Ten swam. Mia was terrified of the ocean at first, and I got in for about 5 minutes before I realized that I didn't like salt water and sand and waves all attacking me at the same time.

We had the beach almost completely to ourselves.

Mia was wondering why we were forcing her to walk in all of this sand...was it a form of cruel exercise? She wanted to be carried...A LOT.

Mia: "Guys why aren't we checking out that cool moon up there instead of this silly camera?"

"Uh-oh" Every time the waves came crashing in.

We also decided to try to hunt for some of our food....but lacked the appropriate weaponry. Darn.

The next morning we checked out the town a little bit before going back to the beach to say our goodbyes.

"I want to fly this thing home, and then keep it in our living room to hang out in."

Mia chewing on a leaf stem...that she fashioned herself....proud of our little Huckleberry. 

Heading back to the house to pack our bags and then make the 3 hour trip home. My pictures did not do this place justice at all. It was the cutest little beach town. Either way it was nice to be able to get away from the city before summer ends.