Our breakfast became brunch. We ate past 10:30am. Food was so-so. But the kids devoured their set meals in record time, all eager to resume their beach activities. At this point, our room was not yet available. Check-in time was at 2pm. The kids were getting restless. I told yaya to take the kids back to the water while I stay and look after the bags.
Building their sandcastle.Couldn’t resist the water anymore. They took off their shirts after I gave them the go-ahead signal.“Mommy, are you going to swim with us?” Gabby asked. “No sweetie, I’m having fun just by watching you.” I replied.Marco, my little fish. I’m surprise my kids aren’t bothered by the salty water. I despise salty water. Apparently they didn’t take after me. Good for them.“Mommy, I saw a small blue fish with black stripes! Cool!”
At 1pm, I saw a couple of girls eating halo-halo. I got “inggit” so I also ordered for us. I also told the boys to rinse first because we will be checking in soon.
I was a bit disappointed with their halo-halo, lacking the sweetness and creaminess that I was craving for.
Waiting for the check-in. I told the boys they’re not allowed to get wet anymore, but they can still play in the sand. Looking at Raf here made me realize that he isn’t a baby anymore (to my dismay).
In the afternoon, the kids went back to the beach and enjoyed the water with cousin Keelia.I particularly enjoyed this small show. There was a repeat performance in the evening, this time with real fire dance.The following morning, the kids were back to the beach. Spot me here.You can’t coz I was at the side. Mommy isn’t swimming again. I can’t stand salty water.I can barely recognize my kids anymore. They look five shades darker than yesterday. Enjoy it kids, we won’t have this sun in Canada.“Mommy, I found this shell for you. Keep it, okay?” (Now scratching my head. Where did I put that shell?)
This is my sis-in-law, Risa, and her daughter Keelia. Thanks Risa for taking us there. We enjoyed ourselves and I enjoyed your vegetable pita. A repeat is necessary.
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KQOTD. Raf was aghast when he saw me taking photos of the fire dance. Raf (accusing and demanding): Mommy, why are you taking pictures? Take video! How will I remember their dance when I grow old, huh?”
