A few weeks ago we escaped the Phoenix heat for a bit of camping on the beach with family and friends.
There’s nothing like a little granola and monster trucks in the morning.
The cousins were all excited to spend some time together.
Dog pile!
Veronica was ready to put all the toys to good use.
Introducing Ariadne to the ocean.
But the ocean is cold, so she decided she’d rather just eat Dad’s shirt instead.
The girls wasted no time in getting sand everywhere. In fact, if there was one word that could describe this trip, it would be…sand.
Looking for shells and other ocean treasures.
Chillin’.
We got to meet our newest nephew, Brian Jr. What a cutie-pie!
Babies everywhere!
I wonder what she’s thinking?
Paul hacked a cover for the playpen out of some shade screen that we had lying around – it worked great to keep this little girl out of the sun during nap time.
Trying to repair the wall that just got washed away. The risk of building with sand.
Structures are safer away from the tide line. He got first place in the sand sculpture contest!
A team of architects and their Snowy Mountain Fortress Ruins.
What would a trip to the beach be without tumbling in the waves?
If you get tired, there’s always someone nearby who’s willing to carry you.
And at the end of the day, you could pass out and rest up for the next day of fun.
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