My husband brought his mom along on our vacation—then the moment we arrived, she handed me a list of chores because I “hadn’t earned a break”… so I decided it was time to teach her a lesson.

the best way.

Dorah pressed her face against the window and gasped. Noah squealed. Ben clapped his sticky little hands against my cheek.

“Mama, is that it? Is that the ocean?” Dorah asked.

“Yeah, baby. That’s it.”

We checked in, dumped the suitcases, and Martin herded everyone straight down to the beach.

I could actually smell it.