A DAY AT THE BEACH

It was not quite warm enough to swim but we had a blast today at Galveston! A few years ago we spent a day playing on a portion of a beach where the concrete foundation of a once beach house held lots (and LOTS) of crab. We tried but couldn't find that spot again. Maybe next time. We went to one of the pocket parks and spent the afternoon collecting shells and playing in the sand. Barrett decided his mission at the beach was to do as much "diggering" as he could.

Prescott and Patty hunted for shells and found some really pretty pieces. Bobby found three pieces of a broken sand dollar that made the whole. Isn't that supposed to be good luck? Patty found a hermit crab who wasn't much of a hermit. He kept lunging out of his shell and snapping at Patty's fingers. We decided he might be better off back in the water if he couldn't play nicely with others.

When it was finally time to go home, Barrett had to be carried off the beach. (If you know Barrett, this comes as no surprise.) We were packed up and heading for the car; Barrett waved goodbye to us all, said, "I love you," and continued digging. He actually ran to a sympathetic couple in effort to stay out of reach of Mommy. Luckily the couple found the whole thing very funny. The good news is, I managed a decent work out from the whole thing. It turns out carrying a 40 pound boy up hill while he alternates going limp and struggling desperately to escape is good cardio.
This little adventure was a nice change of pace and a nice way to spend time together. So often we forget somewhere between homework and little league practice just how fast children grow up. What a nice little escape from the daily routine to stop and appreciate the people our kids are turning into.