Blustery Beach Day

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!