Our August was filled to the brim with beach trips, birthdays, and everyday, around-town fun. So I’ll have to split our monthly post into two!
After a little bit of church with the family, we hopped in Pappy’s truck to drive to Rodanthe. Soren was ready for naptime.
I didn’t get any beach pictures on Monday, but that night’s activity was the annual family rodeo. Soren chose a pink hat, naturally (because it’s the closest to red).
Game face.
Killing time waiting for his event to start.
Smooching my little cowboy.
The evening sunset.
And on to the beach. Soren started strong and a little overconfident the first day, so when he took an early spill into the water from the boogie board he decided he wasn’t an ocean kinda guy. Here, on day two, he stuck with the sand.
Fortunately, the sand provides plenty of fun when you have a shovel!
I think he’s contemplating whether he should face his fears.
Standing near the water! An improvement!
Another day, more digging.
Digging trenches is Tim’s specialty.
Feeling a little friendlier with the water!
Page and Isla.
Mara.
It was rare to find all 10 cousins on the sand at once. Although Truman didn’t quite make it into this silly-face photo.
A little Pringles bribery never hurt anyone.
Welcome, Truman.
Soren’s favorite silly face to make.
Pappy worked his magic to get Soren into the water.
One of my favorite views.
Back on the board, and couldn’t be happier!
I didn’t end up with any shots of the huge group (Salem?), but how amazing is it that all 20 of us are here?
From beach to pool and back again.
I was sitting by the pool one afternoon and really wanted a snack. The twins worked some magic and lowered an apple down. Next came Otter Pops for all.
First ones out on this morning.
Some cousins found this enormous pipe at the bottom of the ocean one afternoon. For the rest of the week it was used daily.
Sand crabs!
Getting into the house after beach time was very difficult most days, because It was reeeally hard to pull Soren away from his firefighter hose.
Downtime at the house.
Flying from DC to Boston is typically quick and painless since we normally fly JetBlue. On this day, there were tears and angry words thanks to the idiots at US Airways/American Airlines (we had to use some vouchers from the flights we canceled last December due to that pesky miscarriage). Moral of the story: Only fly JetBlue!
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