J and I took the boys up to the beach the Saturday before last. Deciding to forgo Cutie Pie’s nap we left the house around 3 PM with a truck full of toys, snacks, towels and chairs.
It was a windy day thanks to Tropical Storm Bonnie so J brought along his kiteboard along too.
He was off in no time.
The boys and I enjoyed watching zoom past us up and down the coast.
I kept busy reading my book and keeping the kids out of trouble. Actually, they were really good. No one ran off or got sucked out to sea. Have I told you how thankful I am that they can both swim?
It didn’t take the boys long to start rummaging through the beach bag for snacks… The Nutter Butters didn’t stand a chance!
This one is quite the charmer.
Next to watching Dad kiteboard, playing in the shore pound was a highly rated activity.
There was a time, not too long ago, when Cutie Pie would not have done this. The ocean freaked him out. I am happy to report that his fears have gone. He’s even tried surfing with J and Wildman.
J gave the boys rides when he finally rejoined us.
After two and a half hours of fun in the sun, it was time to pack it in. I have a feeling that J would not have wanted to leave had the wind not died…
It was a great afternoon that ended in Cutie Pie’s downward spiral into a full-blown, four-alarm temper tantrum once we arrived home. He eventually exhausted himself to the point of passing out on his bed at 6:30 pm. We didn’t hear a peep from him until 8:30 the next morning!
Adventures of Four 