We were glad to see some sun before we had to leave Santa Cruz. We never did make it to the boardwalk but we got to get sandy at the beach. Bubba was genuinely terrified of the little sand flies hopping around and wouldn't get down. Having a three and a half year old hanging around your neck in terror sort of makes looking at tidepools harder, but I happen to be amazingly skilled! Junior couldn't get enough of the beach and although the water was a little too cold to swim without a wet suit, he had a good time getting his feet wet.
We made a great sand castle that we could see from our room when we went back to the hotel.
Sis taking a break from shoveling handfuls of sand into her mouth to fly a kite.
Sis taking a break from shoveling handfuls of sand into her mouth to fly a kite.
Tiny little Norah wasn't too sure about the beach in general, but she liked the digging. Jacob really wanted to bury something in the sand and thought Sis might be a good candidate, but was voted down.
No stories about sand in Janie's eyes? Amazing. So glad the kids got to experience the sand without rain.
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