We just returned from a four day trip to Wrightsville Beach. This annual trip started three years ago when Grandma and Shawn took Claire while I was in Jamaica. That first trip was only for a day, and we have added a day to the trip every year since. We had a great time, good weather, great food, and lots of sun and sand . . . lots of sand . . . everywhere.
I took fifty gazillion pictures, but I'll try to just post some of the better ones.
"Hmmm . . . do I dare enter the waves?"
"Yikes! Not ready yet. Run for it!"
Ben is checking out this water that keeps moving . . . weird! Notice the sand already encrusted on his forehead. That kid had sand in places I can't even mention!
Ben's absolute favorite activity at the beach. He was in heaven.
Claire soon became much more comfortable with the ocean. It's hard to see in this picture, but she is playing in the "swimming pool" that she dug out of the sand.
Very proud of our sandcastle.
Ben and dad - jumping the waves.
The training has started early.
Ben was super impressed with the sea turtle that mom made for him. Poor turtle only lasted about 15 minutes until he was trampled by some rude kids!
Beach buddies.
2 comments:
Hey, tell Shawn thanks for sporting the Lee University hat while on vacation. I like it.
The last picture is my fave. I'm learning that the quiet moments for siblings to sit peacefully next to one another are rare and therefor photo-worthy.
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