Lola Says “Hello”

Sand In Our Toes

Father’s Day seemed like a good excuse to head over to the coast. (I never can decide whether to call it the coast or the beach, but I just decided that ‘beach’ evokes images of warm sand, surf boards, and umbrella drinks; ‘coast’ makes me think cold, misty, and windy…We definitely visited the coast yesterday.)

Lola hadn’t changed her opinion about sand.

She did not want it touching her feet.

 

I told her to get over it. She gave me this look:

Daddy made things all better by giving her toys and showing her how to dig in the sand.
(Daddy always makes everything all better.)

After that she was running around like she owned the place. But she wouldn’t look at the camera.

Or smile. It was serious business out here on the beach.

The boys needed no such introduction. It took them less than a split second to be covered in sand and water.

The cool weather didn’t dampen their spirits one little bit.

Luke was the first to fall in and get soaked. He wasn’t too sad about it.

 

I have pictures of Levi as a baby at the beach with HUGE grins on his face. As soon as he could walk, he was running through the sand ecstasy. This kid has always thought of the beach as heaven on earth.

My favorite people in the world:

The weather ended up not being as cold as I expected, and we had a fabulous afternoon together on our magical (if a bit misty and gray), secluded beach. (Russ was such a great sport and agreed to visit MY favorite beach even though it was Father’s Day…)

My Girl

But the smiles are for daddy.

Daddy

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Through Rose-Colored Glasses

A couple days of gray, rain (torrential downpours!), wind, and cold just means we have to make our own sunshine.

And rainbows.

And yummy treats. (Cinnamon apple chips and homemade chocolate larabars. YUM!!)

 

And lots of laughter. It took me 45 minutes to put Lola to bed this evening because we were giggling so hard.

I’ll leave you with a funny.

Luke: I’m depressed.
Me: Why?
Luke: I have an excess of black bile in my body.

Maybe it is time to lay off the books (black bile?!) and get some fresh air. I’m ordering good weather for tomorrow.