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Beach Day

I know I am going to take a TON of pictures on this trip so I decided to blog while away since we have internet here. That way I don't bombard you with a million pics all at once. Yesterday was a fun day. We started at one of my favorite breakfast restaurants, Charlie's Chili, by the pier. Yummo! I stuffed myself! Then we hung out at the beach house and took Jack to the beach. We took him Friday when we arrived but only to the sand. This was NOTHING compared to yesterday! He was in hog heaven! The kid LOVED the sand and LOVED the ocean even more. He jumped right in and kept BEGGING us to go back in the ocean when we'd take him out! So funny!!!

He made sand castles with Daddy, chased some birds, found some sand crabs (which he thought was so cool), and even saw a seal playing in the water. We never really see seals in Newport, usually just dolphins, so this was cool for the whole family. It felt so good to have our toes in the sand and was so wonderful to watch my son enjoy what I so love, the beach. After the beach, Scott, Jack, and I headed to my parents house. We enjoyed some time with them and then Scott and I were off to date night. Whoohoo!!! We left the kid behind overnight! Can't get any better than that! It was MUCH needed!!!

Enjoy the pics below! More to come...








Comments

Melanie said…
Looks like so much fun! So jealous. Texas beaches are nothing like that...I mean, where is all the nasty water? Ha! You are going to have to help me get over my fear of open water so I can go soak up some California sun! Can't wait for you to get back so we can hang out. See you soon!
Whitney said…
It looks like you are having so much fun! The pictures are beautiful :) Enjoy yourself! We can't wait to see you!
Lindsay said…
I want to be there!
It looks like yall are having WAY TO MUCH FUN!
xoxoxo
miss u
Awwh so cute of Jack in the sand! Man I want to go to the beach bad! How fun! YOu guys be safe and have a great trip.

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