Beach Vacation: Day Three

Eli rose early again this morning. (For him, 8AM is early. I think it is mostly due to D sleeping in the same room; Eli sees him when he first wakes up and, instead of rolling over and getting another hour of snoozing, he starts trying to wake D up.) So we ate and got the bags ready while we waited for Princess Maddie to finish her beauty sleep. Once she woke up, we were back at the beach.

The waves have gotten less severe each day since we arrived, but there is still a good breeze on the shore. The boys had a great time loading up and emptying Tyler's big dump truck (the same one Eli has at home), and Maddie loved using the shovel in between climbing in and out of the Pinson's beach chairs. I am so in love with how much the kids are enjoying the beach this time around. Our past trips have been great, but this is the first time that Eli just runs towards the water when we hit the sand, laughing the whole way. He has such a good time chasing the waves, and he couldn't be happier when the waves come in and stir the sand around his feet. Tyler's dad and Lehr went down the beach to fly the kite, so we all followed them to see the show. While the guys unwound the string, I held the kite, rendering me a little helpless when it came to chasing the kids. This wasn't a big deal until Maddie decided to follow Eli down past the initial shoreline. She got a little closer to the break than she was used to and a wave knocked her over. Maddux was on her stomach, with her hands on the sand, facing me on the beach while she was pulled slightly out to sea. Mad Dog lived up to her name, not showing fear as she body surfed for a minute before she was rescued. In the end, the top of her hair never even got wet....my girl is tough!

A patch of rain scared us off the beach right around noon, but it passed so quickly that we really should have stayed put. The kids were hungry anyway, so we went back to the house for a quick lunch before playing with Tyler. Once the Pinsons loaded their car and drove away, the kids passed out in their beds and the house was quiet for a few hours.

After a quick dinner at the local taco stand, the five of us went down to the beach at Seaside so we could play and try to fly the kite again. The wind had all but stopped, so no kites made it into the air. Instead we just watched the sun set while we played baseball on the shore. Both kids were covered in sand when we loaded up the bike trailer though...no matter the time of day, they cannot get enough of the beach!