Showing posts with label sand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sand. Show all posts

Sunday, June 26, 2016

The Beach

While we were in Myrtle Beach, we went to the beach twice.  Both kids were super excited.  John wanted to dig a big hole and Gillian wanted to search for shells.  Once the kids were coated in sunscreen, they ran to the ocean.


Luckily it was low tide both days and the kids were able to play in the water.  The beach also formed an awesome sand bar that created a canal for the kids to play in. 



The first day at the beach, Gillian was searching for shells.  She spotted one in the ocean and picked it up.  But she screamed and dropped it.  I quick bent down and picked it up.  It was a big conch shell.  She said "I thought there was a crab in it."  I showed her that it was empty.  She immediately put it to her ear and said "I can hear the ocean!"  She was so excited.  I got a video of her telling the story. 



They built castles and buried my feet. 


They made friends and tried to catch fish in the little canal by the "space bar" (as Gillian liked to call it).  The next time we went to the beach, we stopped and picked the kids up some nets so they could catch some fish.  I think this was their favorite part. 




They had so much fun at the beach!




Thursday, August 28, 2014

Beach day

Today we started our stay-cation with a day at the beach. Gillian was super excited. In the car on our way there, Gillian said "It's the beach day!" 


It was a little breezy when we arrived and the waves were really big. The kids immediately put their feet in the water and said to us "You need to get wet!" We told them not yet. They continued to run in and out of the waves. Gillian gave up after a little bit, but John didn't stop. A lifeguard came over and said that the rip current was really bad today and if he wanted to go swimming it had to be in front of the lifeguard tower. 

John gave up on the water and decided to bury my feet.  He worked really hard on burying my feet. I broke free and then buried John's feet (and most of his legs).


Gillian, meanwhile, entertained herself by looking for rocks and making "cupcakes" and singing songs. 


We ended up walking over to go swimming in front of the lifeguard stand. Aunt Betty held Gillian's hand and I held John. John is crazy. He wasn't afraid of any of the waves. He got knocked down a couple of times, but got back up again. He loved it. Gillian fell one time got her hair wet and I thought she was done. But she complained the rest of the time we were at the beach. "I want to go back in the water!" She is tougher than I thought. 

Overall it was a pretty great day at the beach.