We got to the beach early one morning for play before the sun got too intense.
Right away, the bulldozer was at work.
Paul bought a pirate stunt kite.
It only looks like he was flying it.
This lasted about 2 seconds.
There must be some secret technique to the thing.
Reid loves the beach.
Little hands examine treasures found in the sand:
Running in circles:
You know what's gross?
Thumb sucking, when your hand is covered in sand:
Picking up shells:
The baby of the family is always the one to get buried:
Dump truck moving sand across the beach:
And I found a few treasures myself - can you tell I love sea glass?
I don't think I could ever grow tired of hunting for shells!