I took my gang to Oceanside Pier yesterday. Just me and my Peeps.. my Posse.. ok.. ok.. my kids.

It was a perfect SoCal day. Crystal blue sky... Good visiblilty into the ocean.. some thunderheads setting up shop on the mountains.

My boy, aged 4-and-a-half, wore long pants, a long-sleeved, flannel shirt, bandana around his neck, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat. Perhaps a bit over-dressed. He was pretty stoked.

Our plan was to walk out to the end of the pier, have lunch, and go back home. A nice simple day where neither I nor the kids were stretched to the breaking point. That was my plan.

There are never enough Beach days... I live 6 miles from the Pacific Ocean where the water is currently 70-74 degrees. Yet, we still only make it to the beach every other week.

Why??

Well, I have two kids.. 4-years-old and 20-months-old. When I was single, I was in the water every day where the water was actually cold. Now, I feel like a slug for my laziness.

Perhaps it's not laziness. Being a Stay-at-home Dad can be draining but that's not what I came to write about.

Today we went to Tamarak Beach.. ok.. not Tamarak proper.. but a bit south.. in front of the big chimney. What a great beach. The chimney seems to keep crowds down. I guess tourists don't know that what is behind you at the beach is.. well.. behind you.