The Last Day of Summer

Saturday, 15 August 2009

We spent the last day of summer at the beach.

Keenan agreed to get in the ocean--his first time past the shore break.

Umm...didn't go over very well.


He would much rather swim in a sand pool created by his dad.


We have had quite a bit of rain lately. The shore was littered with branches which were carried down from the mountains. We were fortunate to find that at least our beach waters were clean. We stopped at Pounders -- but the ocean was full of sticks and leaves. The boys were a bit bummed that they couldn't get in. The waves were great-but you don't want to get pounded by a wave and have a big branch beat you up, also.


At least the boylies were able to entertain themselves with the sticks. Why do they always have to become weapons?

Really? Why? You could build a fort. Build a raft. Build a ship.Make a fishing pole.Why?
Gratitude Journal:Keenan: Grateful that I went in the ocean. -- Maybe I will do it again.Valu: Grateful that my friend could spend the night and hang out with us.Mom: Grateful for a fun last day of summer. It has been a wonderful break--excited to get back on a schedule.Dad: Grateful for a beautiful day to play.