I love walking on the beach with the hot, white, gritty sand between my toes.
It's calming and weirdly comfortable.
There comes Mack Attack walking back from collecting shells. Doesn't she look happy and peaceful?
Oh wait. Look closer. She's bawling!
What's wrong? It can't be too serious because she was with her dad. You can see her dad, brother, uncle, and cousin are continuing what they were doing without paying any attention to the bawling beach beauty?!?
Oh, she got her eyes full of sunscreen and sand and they are stinging and burning and she is trying to rub them out of her head. That's ok, she can just lay on a beach towel, with her eyes closed, eating goldfish for an hour, then everything will be ok!
Collecting her shells
JJ and B thought it would be fun to bury Mack Attack in the sand.
Mack Attack went right along with it!
Oh, how we love the beach!
B digging his way to China or Wyoming or Kentucky!
The ocean started out really dirty but throughout the week cleaned itself out and was really clear by our last day there.
Everyone enjoyed shell collecting!
B was quite the little fish out there snorkeling.
He had his bag for shells as he found the ones he wanted to keep.
There's nothing better after a full day in the sun and sand than a bubble bath.
I love baths. I love soaking in baths. I love soaking in bubble filled baths. Lucky for you nobody took any pictures of me enjoying the tub, but just let me tell you I enjoyed it on a few occasions!
The kids love baths, too. The kids love bubble filled baths. The kids love splashing in bubble filled baths!
