As I mentioned in an earlier post we’re on the Outer Banks for a family vacation.  We’re here with three other families so we have seven adults and ten kids in the house, which means there isn’t a lot of time without tremendous amounts of noise and activity.  Not that it’s bad, it just is.

So today brought a pleasant surprise when I found myself in the surf (big surf for NC with waves at 6 or 7 feet sometimes) with my oldest son, Michael.  For some of the afternoon he and I had company out there, but for a while it was just the two of us.

Before our trip to the beach this week I’d only seen Michael for about a day over the last month due to my trips and his trips combined, and to say I missed him would be an understatement.  Today we were able to dodge waves, do a little body surfing and just talk.  Michael has a lot to say, just like his dad, and today it was great to be able to listen without any distractions.

I have a feeling that such opportunities might be numbered in the near future (he turns 13 next month), but I’ll take ’em while I can get ’em.