Rachel
As we drive through the city, I can’t help but wonder where we are going. The boys look so amazing, and I do too, if I may say so myself, so we must be going somewhere classy and not just a diner or something.
After what feels like a very long drive with two babies jumping on your bladder, we finally arrive at a cute little beach shack. I’m a little confused as it doesn’t seem like we’re dressed appropriately here. Everyone is wearing jeans and t-shirts and I see a lot of flip-flops. Damn, I’d kill for some flip-flops right now.
Lucas steps out of the car and opens my door, helping me out carefully.
“We figured you might need to use the washroom before we proceed” I hear Scott say from the other side of the car.
“Yes please!” I nod eagerly, and the boys chuckle as Lucas grabs m
