I hate when my kids say "I wanna"....
When it comes from their mouths its usually followed by some crap they've seen on tv or something equally useless. Not to mention when I hear "I wanna" I tend not to hear an ever important, please, tossed in there.
But you know what? I have a little "I wanna" of my own.
I wanna go to the beach. I wanna make like a bird and head south.
I wanna walk across the dry sand that feels like it might just burn thru the bottom of my feet. I wanna sit on my towel and absent mindedly scoop up sand over and over with my hands.
I wanna smell the salt air from the ocean breeze.
I wanna hear the giggles and squeals of my boys as they run from the waves, build sandcastles, and hunt for seashells.
I wanna stand in the wet sand while the waves crash at my feet.
I wanna walk across the beach and see all the different size footprints of our family.
I wanna escape the cold.
I wanna go to the beach. I really really wanna go to the beach.
oh, and, before I forget.... please.
NYC Financial District
14 hours ago