Our friend Laurie’s family has a beach house in Seaside Park, and she was kind enough to let us take advantage of her and come down to the Beach (THANKS LAURIE!!!) We had a blast, up until the point when the wind took over and then it was a little painful. We had to lug 5 screaming children, a beach buggy and a wagon full of beach crap up a hill while everyone was being sand blasted. That part was less fun. Luckily, Laurie’s beach house was equipped with an awesome pirate ship pool and a slip and slide! Fun was had by all, and Chloe finally conquered her fear of the ocean.
“I am going to surf in the water!”
(This is her dejected walk back up to camp after she decided that she was still to afraid to go in the water.)
Digging hole with Ryan and Conner.
Finally! Running in the surf.
Running with Jack, and running alone-proof it wasn’t a fluke, she will now play in the water. After these pictures, the waves picked up and I had to put the camera down and hold onto the child.
Slip and Slide. In the essence of full disclosure, this picture is totally staged, she would run down the slide, then lay down gently onto her stomach. I don’t blame her. I was watching the other kids throw themselves onto this thing with reckless abandon. It was TERRIFYING!
I stuck my head outside just long enough to record this:
This storm knocked out power out for four hours. Chloe had her first bath my candle light, and John and I hung out on the front porch (after the rain stopped, of course) drinking beer and watching a movie on my laptop. It was kind of fun!