Saturday, January 2, 2010

After Opening Christmas Presents

we set off for our annual pilgirmage to the beach. I still feel like a little girl when we finally make it to Hwy 1. I still want to jump out of the car and run to the ocean. We had a glorious trip.

Logan made great use of his bucket and shovel.



Grandma and Grandpa started this tradition 50 years ago. They are nearing 80, but they are still coming.


Logan is digging a hole for the octopus. No kidding. A real one. Very cool. His hole also temporarily housed a purple sea slug, about which he was very concerned. "Mom, it is bleeding purple blood." Ink.


Notice the kelp on the tower. Nice touch.


Logan watching the football game from the sidelines.


Logan on his way to body board with Uncle Steve and Grandma.


Ocean kayaking in the campground.





5 comments:

Jo, a retired teacher said...

Excellent pictures of an interesting tradition--a white Christmas, then a warm beach. I guess you've figured out how to have the best of both worlds.

Kim said...

Looks like so much fun! I can't believe you got in the water. It was so nice to be with you on Christmas Eve. We love you guys so much!

ana said...

cute baby pretty family!

ls said...

so sad we weren't there with you guys :(. looks dreamy, as usual.

MomJanet said...

Can you believe the way Logan is still so much the same as his last year go get um self on the beach. Play play play play, play, all day.

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