Don't sit by us on the beach.
In fact, memorize these faces:
Jack-a-roo. (Yes, he will almost always be looking at you like you're an idiot.)
Carter. (No skinny jeans on the beach, so you might not recognize him).
And, you all know this little bit of trouble. Lainey Caroline.
What may look like a normal set up is in fact, far from it.
You brought a kite, did you? To enjoy with your children?
Jack will be there soon enough.
Oh, there he is, asking for another turn. Notice what is missing from this picture?
Didn't think so.
It's our blue beach chair. There it is, on the right. With our child in it. Moved over to set up with your family. Could you pass him a cold drink, please?
Paddle ball? Yes, indeed!
And, it's not only Jack who is constantly in search of a buddy. Lainey's never met a stranger. If you are a "grurl", she will be-friend you. Like it or not.
We are not normal, people.
"Normal" has never been our thing.
We are loud. And, we cheat when we play football.
This makes Carter mad. Which typically ends in a wrestling match on the beach until he stops crying and starts laughing instead.
We play a lot.
And, occasionally we fight.
Sometimes our antics will make your heart skip a beat.
And, every now and then, this wacky little group of people will make your heart melt. Promise we didn't mean to.
You've been warned, Californians. The Starnes family is here to stay.