We spent the afternoon yesterday at Galveston Beach with one of Phil's brothers and fam. In all the years Phil lived in Houston, he had never been. It was our boys first visit to an actual ocean beach. We forgot to warn Wade that the water was salty. Much to our surprise, our shy, timid first-born ran right into the water and quite enjoyed playing in the waves with his dad.
Sam is still struggling with all the change that has been going on, and was much happier to spend his day on the sand playing in the mud. 
This one did a great job just chilling. He didn't even mind all the sand his brothers so lovingly spread all over him.
This one did a great job just chilling. He didn't even mind all the sand his brothers so lovingly spread all over him. 
We managed to build a few sand castles. This one lasted about 30 seconds...the boys enjoyed smashing them more than admiring them...go figure. 
I was silly enough to think I needed to pack everyone's water shoes. Usually when we go to the "beach" in Utah, it is all rocks. It was a pleasant surprise to be able to walk around without cutting up our feet. Oh, and the the breeze was a fabulous change up to the deathly humidity we've been experiencing. And even though our commute home (2 1/2 hours) reminded us of our days in DC, everyone still had a great day.
2 comments:
Judging by the last picture, it looks like Clark's sandcastle crushing was premeditated. Hopefully the beach was worth the 2 1/2 hour (wow!) car trip home.
Fun!
I could maybe like a beach if the sand was like that.
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