Beach Week: The Walk

Three blocks away, the waves beckoned.

Usually, the waves beckoned everyone at different times, but the first day a group of us headed out together.

The rest of the week, everyone went in stages.

Matt and Renee hit sand first. Then, the cousins. Once a base camp was established, someone would show up with a kid.

The walk itself was easy. The only tricky part was crossing the main road. It was only two-lanes and a 35 mph speed limit, but there was no cross-walk and kids don't move as quick as adults.

Shane asked me for a piggy-back ride every single time. Sometimes, he stopped by the side of the rode. "I'm all out of energy." He got it a couple of times (often near the road), but only on the return home.

By the way, everyone started to call Shane 'the little Italian.' I didn't bother to put sunscreen on him except the first and last day. He even walked shirtless.

Meanwhile, I lathered up daily and wore a shirt in the water after I got burned day one. I started to drape the towel over my head as we walked, too.

How do gingers survive in the wild?

Nana was with us the last day. She jumped in to the picture!

Cheese!

Note: Whenever we got home, it was shower time. The kids loved the outdoor shower. The patio became a pond, and not everyone stayed in the official swim zone.