The Beach
Yesterday my parents played hooky. In order to be sure to get home before Monday, they left Canada on Saturday and got home Saturday night (it could have taken longer). Since they couldn’t get caught at the house on Sunday, they snuck out to the beach and we went along.
It was fun to see how things had developed since the last time we were at the beach, August of last year. Claire was willing to get her feet wet, but Avery was afraid to even touch the water. He did have a good time burying himself in the sand, though. Before we left Claire had even gone with Noni out past the breakers and done a little wave jumping. As she was returning to the beach a breaker rolled right over her and she panicked a bit, but she still felt good about the ocean once she was back on shore, so I guess she’s feeling more confident. She is definately a better swimmer than last year.
Avery enjoyed playing in the sand, but by the time we were going back to the car the sand had heated up and he had to run to Diana and get his shoes. I toughed it out, but only because my feet are currently rather calloused anyway.
Victoria spent most of her time under the umbrella avoiding the sun, but Diana took her out for a brief touch of the ocean with her feet, which she did not like, and letting some sand get between her toes, which she did like.
Everyone got a bath once we were home, even Victoria.