Fire on the beach... Mmmmm...
Giant Marshmallows... Mmmm...
Sand between your toes... Mmmm...
And a rake... hmmm...
Grandma and boys almost in silhouette, crashing waves, and a boat.
Grandpa and his boys cuddled in a coat. Daddy roasting marshmallows.
Randee and Thomas poking the fire with long pokers.
THE NEXT DAY:
Tristan was explaining to me what these plastic forms were for when I walked up to him on the beach. Then he said in his cute little way, "Would you like a demonstration?"
Randee flies a kite.
Dorian digs into the fun with Tristan and the beach toys.
Eric flies a kite.
Fly, kite! Fly!
Some of the beach art from the night before survived the tides.
Grandma and Grandpa can still play.
The driveway is almost as much fun as the beach. Look at that perfect squat!
4 comments:
More beach memories. Hey what's that about a rake??? It could be fun. I was not planning on raking the whole beach and they are great for drawing with. Hee Hee :)
Yes we can still play and want to play with those grandsons as often as possible. :)
Hahaha... That's how Eric would've reacted if he'd had the rake in the picture!
ahh...on the beach but bundled up! memories of the NW...
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