I don’t do the mom blog thing enough.  Here’s to mom bloggers…

My family is low maintenence.
I don’t want to deny this for the sake of being humble.
We drag our kids around the country and now, around the world with the greatest of ease.
It actually is as easy as it appears.
But we also began dragging them around when they were days old.
Except Losiah. He got a 6 month relaxation period before we dragged him 13 hours across the Pacific.
We are now in London and having a “brilliant” time.
Please read that with the best British accent you can muster…
On day 2 here we went to Brighton.
This is a coastal town filled with wonder.

The morning started out with plenty of jetlag.
Her breath was kickin but my heart was full…

The roads we walk through in the neighborhood of Fulham are picturesque.


It’s about a 1/2 mile walk to the tube station where we were supposed to catch a trian to Victoria Station and then switch to a train to the coast.
But that didn’t happen.
Trains under repair.
So we grabbed a cab to Victoria and then hopped a train to Brighton.
The ride took about 40 minutes which was wonderful because the countryside was to die for.
Seanna was feeling a bit of motion sickness so this was about all the smile she could muster…

Now take heed.  My kids live in Nashville.  About the farthest the walk is from the door of the condo to the door of the Hyundai.  Man were there in for a surprise…
We slowly weaved our way through the town of Brighton for about 45 minutes until we landed at the shore.
It was a sight for sore eyes…
At the start of the boardwalk was a very American feeling boardwalk.
We grabbed some fish and chips and I waited about 15 minutes for them to be cooked.
I grabbed them after paying my £8.00 and walked about 10 feet before a gust of wind grabbed them tighter than my weak grip and spread my fish and chips across the pier.
Devastated.
So £17.00 later I made it to my starving kids with some fried fish and fries.
Lovely.
Luckily there was an arcade waiting…
And it was a penny arcade at that.

After dragging my kids to ChuckECheese for years, I felt like the richest dad in the world…
My kids were rich an gambling like the little sinners they are…
Oh. And so was H.

An hour and only £5.00 later we were done.
We walked to the beach where Seanna passed out, Sohaila spun around, and at one point, my “older children” were holding hands like they did when they were 3&4.
Making moments brings them together…

During that romp on the beach I happened to capture, with my iPhone, my fav pic of the trip so far.  Seanna’s silhouette

Next… A quick walk to afternoon tea, where smiles and jam quickly turned into wrestling and tears… #Americans…

Life happens ya’ll.
She’d recover like a champ…
Honestly by this point we were done.
Exhausted.
Poor Amber and Sam had a good half day left in them but us, me, hanging onto my 30’s with all I got…
I was done and so were The Whitts…

I absolutely love creating lives full of moments with my family.
At the end of the day, lots of peeps have bigger houses, those who surround us have nicer cars…
But we have what we need.
Notice I said what WE need.
Not what YOU need.

And what WE need is a life filled with moments that weave a story or adventure, adrenaline, and authenticity…

For us it’s better that way…

Los