back at the beach

First of all it took us nearly twice as long to get to the beach as it did to get home. Although this seems to be a fairly normal phenomenon when beach going I still have yet to understand it. On the way there we drove through Needville. They were having their annual city wide yard sale. From the car I saw some of the most wonderful deals waiting to be had, screaming buy me as we zoomed along. Unfortunantly Sam was driving both ways and so needless to say nothing new but some sand and a shell made it home with us oh and our new twilight movie!

We got to the beach. It was Truman's first time, and he seemed to like it alright. He's hoping it will be a little less windy next time, though. As most of you know the beach here is not quite like the beaches we were used to going to as kids. We drive right out onto the beach, pick our spot between some other lucky beach goers and pull the back of your car up to the beach, open the door and throw your kids and goods out, and your ready to enjoy. There is also that familiar yet totally unfamiliar sound of the ice cream man driving down the beach. We didn't get anything from him this time but we have before. I could bore you all forever telling you all the details of our trip but I guess I will stop now.

Just a few pics of our hole digging, barbie kite flying, passie sucking, we're not in California anymore, bus riding, peanut butter eating, 1st time going trip to the beach. Followed by our asleep before the movie started, quick stop for Twilight ride home.

a little playing in the water

a whole lot a digging

more digging

more "manual labor"- sam

peanut butter sandwiches

boys with barbie kites

one set of our neighbors at the beach with the #2

the famous hole

our recruited helpers

Truman and his passie addiction

icecream man

our sweet baby

the sleeping crew on the way home

What a fun trip to the beach!!