Not. The. Best. Day. Ever.

You would think that if you went to the beach on your 7th anniversary with your hubby and kids, and that if it started to rain as you were putting up your umbrellas, yes, you would think that you might cash it in and head home.

Not the Shafers.

No, we sat out the first rain storm under our sun umbrellas.

Then we actually got to play in the overcast sunshine for about 45 minutes before the second rain storm.

It was back to the umbrellas for another half hour.

Then we gave up.

And went home.

But not before stopping at Walgreens for an 8 pack of Reese's (or as Calvin would say "Reeser's) Cups.

It. Was. Not. The. Best. Day. Ever.

At least Wyatt had a sweet set up. Noah made him a deluxe bed on a boogie board complete with a beach towel pillow and beach towel blanket. Calvin and I just ate Goldfish. The crackers, not the real fish. Seriously, folks, that's gross.