One More Sand Castle

  Just another day or two at the beach and then we all head home.  Cousins growing up with the same memories of our time together


.....a  tiny perfect place in the middle of regular life.

Bat'er Up

  
  The kids have been anxiously waiting for Stephen to organize their favorite beach game - softball.  Everyone can play - no matter that you're only 2- but Stephen doesn't bend the rules for any one.  If you strike three times you're out, even if you're cute and you cry.  The sand was super hot, which kept everyone moving around the bases and everyone cooled their feet in the ocean when the game ended.

"We're Here!"

  
  The beach scene has taken a serious commotion up- surge and I couldn't be happier.  The adult kids - the good ones that have reproduced - have all arrived and brought with them some of my favorite people in the world...grandkids.  The kids got busy digging holes, jumping waves and being cute.

A Girl Needs a Hat

  Yesterday afternoon we visited Roanoke Island, famous as the birthplace of the first English child born in America - little Miss Virginia Dare.  The history was almost as interesting as the window shopping where Grace, AnnaClaire and Emma found some big hats to try on.  I bought a new book for beach reading and the boys were excited to find some "real shark fossils inside a mud egg and the teeth glow in the dark!"   History at it's finest.

Shark Boy

  
  If anyone loves the beach, it's Isaiah.  He owns everything that is shark and can quote all the lines from every Jaws movie ever made.  But you have to listen carefully to know any of this about him because he is our quiet guy.  Isaiah doesn't demand or complain and you won't hear him yell - he walks gently through this 10 ring circus.  
  And here at the beach I often find him contentedly enjoying it all.

Cowabunga

Today was all about boogie boards.  The three littles have conquered the sea ....weren't they afraid of the waves last year?  Nothing could stop them as they had one sweet ride after another into shore with their adoring mother cheering them on.  I'm picturing surf boards in a few years!

First in Flight or in our case Fight

  We decided it was time to throw a little education into the vacation and headed down to the Wright Brothers Memorial.  The kids were excited to find out that the first flight was right here at their favorite beach town.  James pointed out to the kids that Orville and Wilbur  worked together and were able to accomplish something remarkable. 












 Our boys, the "Wrong Brothers" argued and pushed each other coming down the hill from the monument and their only accomplishment was driving their very lovely sisters crazy.