It took three and a half years, but we finally made it to the beach! At first they were too little, next it was that the beach is an hour away with no traffic, then throughout her ones and twos Little Miss didn't like sand touching her toes and fingers, but we were finally ready for the beach. So after an hour-long drive, we were finally there!
Of course, Wild One ran straight to the water, "c'mon Grandpa". He loved the feeling of the water pulling the sand from under his feet.
Meanwhile, I was convinced that Little Miss would want to search for tiny sea shells, but instead she stayed by the water's edge and scooped sand into buckets.
Wild One loved the feeling of the waves carrying him to and from the shoreline.
Little Miss didn't move from the time she sat down. She just continued to scoop and pour.
After we played at the beach, we went on a dolphin tour (our first boat ride). I discovered it's not easy to take pictures of dolphins while holding an excited three-year old.
We had so much fun! It was even a perfect morning, slightly overcast to cool down the hot summer sun. I'm so lucky. I love my little ones and my Dad.
One would assume that after five hours of beach and boat, that the kids would nap on the way home. One would assume incorrectly. They closed their eyes for maybe 20 minutes. Why don't my kids like sleep? I love sleep.
This has nothing to do with today's post - The wall of rain! No matter how many times I see that it still amazes me. We were lucky, that it didn't rain on beach day, it rained the next day.