From Fussing to Freedom: A Beach Revelation

One evening, I was:

with the kids and a couple loved ones.

The kids were playing at the edge of the water – getting a little wet.

I didn’t want them getting all drenched and sandy (cause the aftermath) – so as I walked, I was fussin at them.

“Don’t go too far!”

“Don’t get too wet!”

One of my kings said to me:

That’ll preach!!!

Y’all it wasn’t mean or disrespectful.

I felt like -> woo… sigh! Yess! You right bruh!!!

Let’s not be shallow….goooooooooooo into the deep! 🤣

Imma do me and let yall find out & see.

Inwardly I said eff it! 😆 Let it rip like Beyblade!

They had a blast and I did me.

Felt so much better not trying to:

I let them just completely get super soaked in their regular degular clothes.

Yall better live!!! I want the gift too!

Again it was evening – so after the fun… they were cold as a Polar Bear as we walked back to the parking lot…but aye…yall told me to care less! Sooooo deal with it and don’t come trying to get my warm ish. 🤭

Which they were trying to do! #fallback

Glo, I ended up carrying and doing all the cuddly wrap up stuff with…cause this sweetie is three.

Perhaps we should let some stuff responsibly be so we can be free!

Guardrails -> yes.

Jail -> nahhh.

I hope this helps you.

If so, share it with your crew!

Have a great Sunday (or whatever day it is you read this on)!

Water your soul in God’s Word #bible , stay hydrated #h20, drench those super dry potted plants 🪴👀💧

Love,

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