Last summer when all my friends on Facebook were posting beach pics I was pretty jealous. I even
whined blogged about it here. I need to see the ocean every so often, and it has been almost two years.
So the first thing we did after our 6 hour car drive and dropping our things in the room was head out to the beach. This is the first time the twins have seen the ocean. They took right to it.
A gorgeous day with temps in the mid 60s.
Then we walked.
And walked. I think this was the furthest the twins have ever walked before.
Cort, for once without a paci in his mouth.
Reid, like a sheepdog with that hat in his eyes.
Oh, I spoke too soon about that paci.
Ocean Isle is a wonderful beach for shell hunting.
There are places that are just thick with shells.
Ah yes, and now my soul feels rejuvenated. Thank you, ocean.