We packed up some chicken taquitos, baby carrots, and orange slices late this afternoon and headed for the coast. Ryan shook out the picnic blanket and the kids and I each held down a corner as the strong sea breeze threatened to send it flying across the Pacific. Hudson and his cousin plopped down on it, digging their toes into the sand. They made loud “mmm” sounds as they gobbled down the taquitos still warm from the oven and then ran toward the water. I held the baby and fed her bits of chicken and tortilla while watching the older kids splash and giggle and stuff seashells into their pockets. The sun slowly sinking closer to the sea cast long shadows on the sand, and we played as long as we could as the tide crept closer and closer to our blanket.