Okay, because I know you didn't get enough of the beach before, here's some more fun:
London was the expert shell collector of the group. Here is a particularly fine specimen.
And Quincy was his partner in crime. Look at that beauty!
Thursday evening (our last one thanks to Irena), we all took a nice walk on the beach. Doesn't look like a hurricane is about to hit, does it? However, even then, the water was coming in higher than usual. Definitely past the established tide lines.
Khyah came with us and she was Daddy's little girl. She did not want to let him go.
Before the walk, we had changed the kids into regular cloths. Woops. A swimming suit would have been much easier to clean later.
Yep. Definitely much easier.
Rob and Tiff and Cadence came on the walk with us.
In preparation for Irena, the local news stopped by to film. Want to see what they're filming?
"Water Is Dangerous." Yep.
But we went in anyway. I know, I know. But it sure was fun! And again, I couldn't get to all the beach pictures, and I KNOW you're dying for more. Isn't that what a blog is for?
My husband (a.k.a. Jedi Master Daddy) and I (a.k.a. Princess Mommy) are raising three energetic Jedi: Master London, Jedi Brandt, and Padowan Khyah. I have mastered the use of my purple light-saber (inherited from Mace Windoo himself, Master London tells me), the art of identifying the bad guys (they drink prune juice, NOT water), and the ability of crafting bases and ships from scraps (aka legos).