We have the worst luck with going to the ocean. Whenever we go in the Spring, we always seem to hit really bad weather. This time, it was FREEZING and WINDY. We came prepared and made the best of it, but I think we were all relieved when we loaded up the car and headed home.
Jake flying his kite.
Here are Jake and Luke flying their kites.
Luke and his lovely "snail trails" ... You'll notice my fortress of solitude in the background.
The boys and the dog braving the water.
Poor Luke on our little walk. Those light marking in the sand is actually sand being blown across the beach. It hurt pretty bad when it hit you in the back of the leg. Luke was whimpering at this point.
Little Noah, bundled up for his first beach trip. He was having none of it.
Me and my honey.
All of us...with Noah under the blanket.






































