With an unexpected three kids for the weekend, it had taken a bit longer than planned to make it out of the apartment; neither Lulu nor Jean-Paul were familiar with exactly how many things one needed to do with a child, after all. Still, they eventually made their way down to the beach, Lulu carrying a basket, holding a late lunch picnic, hooked on one elbow, while she held Bell against her with the other arm.

"This should be nice," she said, smiling, as she laid down the basket. Putting Bell down to toddle around, with an admonition to stay close, she spread out the blanket from the top of the basket and lay down upon it. "A happy family, out for an afternoon at the beach."

[For the rest of the odd little family, but open for anyone who wants to come by!]