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A Day At The Beach
By Ebony L.
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We were invited to Emily's (the mother of a classmate of my son's) beach club down at The Jersey Shore for a play date. I've been exposed to many things, but I've never been to a beach club. Amadi and Emily had been praying for good weather for the last week I thought it would only be right that I find out exactly what we needed. I didn't want to embarrass my son or be the talk of the parent association. You know them Upper Westside mother's gossip just as bad as we do. So a week before the big day I sent Emily an email, very simple and to the point. Is there anything specific we need to bring for Saturday? The boys needed multiple swim trunks, I thought wardrobe changes, why? You have to wear dry clothes in the club house, ok that make sense. The club opens at 10:00 a.m. the earlier you leave the less traffic you will get into on the way down, ok Ebony, don't be the late black lady, with the loud boys in tow. While I was making our preparations for the big day, Amadi was too! Mom, Ms. Fienberg said I can bring the super soakers. Super soakers, check. Amadi is a honest boy, so there was no need for me to check with Emily if it was ok. When we got to the beach, she said the conversation she and Amadi had went like this:
"Ms. Fienberg, would it be appropriate if I brought the super soakers to the play date for me and Harry to play?"
"Yes, Amadi that would be appropriate."
(My thoughts, this kid, makes me so proud!!!!)
Finally the big day arrives. I packed the night before, did my own fashion show, just to make sure I wasn't looking too crazy and to make sure there was no reason to gossip about me at the parent association. Emily has never come across that way, but I didn't want to give anybody any reason to say anything. We got up super early, had breakfast and was out the door before 8am, from Brooklyn to The Jersey Shore. The drive was smooth there was no traffic and we pulled into the beach club at the same time as the Fienbergs.
Everything starts off fine, we get our locker, which is more like a room. We take our beach supplies and head to the sand, which is just past the pool and the lounge chairs. We find our spot and one of the staffers comes over and sets up our spot, complete with chairs and umbrellas. We are ready to beach. First order of business Harry wants Amadi to boogie board with him, they head to the ocean. Me and Josiah trail behind them. Now my Josiah, he's a little bit, he's not really feeling the ocean. After some cajoling, I convince him to get in the water. A big wave comes throws him down, Josiah's out the water. Now we are watching Amadi and Harry, when some friendly beach goer decides he wants to show Josiah a crab. He puts the crab in Josiah's hand, he screams runs off the beach and everyone laughs. Thanks man, you've just set him off for the rest of the day.
Waves get rough, life guards tell the boys to get out of the water, they decide to go to the kiddie pool. What I have noticed about the lifeguards is they actually watch the kids, so you don't have too. But I know my sons and that is not a good idea. Josiah's jealous Amadi is playing with Harry and Eddie is too young for Josiah to play with. Can you say tantrum? Well Josiah decides to cry about the super soaker, he cries about the water everything is irritating him! Ugh, I'm ready to go, but of course I can't because we haven't even had lunch.
After a wardrobe change we have lunch. "You have your hands full with Josiah", Nana says, Emily's 82 year old mother joins us for lunch along with her nephew. "I sure do." We finish lunch and the boys are still not ready to go. So now they are off to the basketball courts with Emily's nephew Ethan. The mom's go back to sand, when I notice we are the only "raisins in the pound cake" - not even the staff. I guess it really doesn't matter, the boys are having fun and that's all that matters.
After ice cream, Emily decides that the moms need to have a meeting, because Harry wants us to stay for dinner at The Windmill and I want to go home. So Emily convinces me that after we shower, we can have dinner and then when we get home the boys would be ready for bed. I'm thinking yeah right, they still have to bathe and I'm going to have sand everywhere. I need to get going now! Then she hits me with the boys are having so much fun, let's make everybody happy! Ugh, ok, we will stay for dinner.
The boys go back to the pool for about another hour, then Emily decides it's time we start getting ready for dinner. First we wash all of all the beach supplies, what no sand, not bad. Then we head to the showers and Emily's got everything, shampoo, body wash. lotion. It's a real shower! The boys are scrubbed, hair washed, no sand, fresh clothes, perfect!!! I wash my locs, even better, less work when I get home. Ok, I'm thinking this wasn't too bad, we head to The Windmill.
We eat at the top of The Windmill, we wave down to Nana. The hot dogs were yuck, but the fries were good. We thank our host, for a great day. Emily and Harry thank us for coming and Eddie is just as cute as he wants to be. We all head down to the cars, we hug, say good bye, wish each other a wonderful summer, see you in September. We get in the car to head back to Brooklyn . Before I reach the Garden State Parkway the boys are sleep!!! We had a wonderful day!!! I can get used to beaching at a beach club!!!!
I’m glad I accept play dates. I wasn’t too crazy about them in the beginning, but this is how it goes in private school. This is Amadi and Josiah’s world, they are comfortable in it. I can’t get caught up in what makes me nervous, because it would only hold them back. So I put on my mommy hat and we go! Until our next adventure!
*A single mom of two boys, Ebony L. works hard to ensure that any limitations she feels she may have do not become her children's. Her sons go to one of the most sought-after private schools in Manhattan, and when she isn't at work she is either at a soccer game or chess tournament.