The big project on Saturday was…digging a hole. But not just any hole.
It was the mother of all beach sand holes. Complete with a ramp for easy access and an archway for decoration.
The kids loved climbing down into the hole, despite my aunt insisting that holes and tunnels weren’t safe and she had read about them collapsing and trapping kids inside. Everyone thought she was being a worrywart, until the archway did collapse – right on top of one of the kids who was, for some unknown reason, lying under it. I wasn’t there to capture the exciting moment, but I’m pretty sure they pulled him to safety.
Aside from those involved in the hole-digging, it was a day for relaxing in the sun. The weather was perfect.
And there was plenty to snack on. Ew.
Once the sea-side antics were finished, some of the group went for another shell-collecting walk.
The rest of us stayed behind to collect diaper sand.
There was plenty of that to go around. But it was worth the fun playtime.
I mean, it’s not every day you get to drive a lounge chair around the beach, right?
The walkers came back with some interesting finds. This was some kind of stationary sea creature…but if you look closely it kind of looks like a very small hippo. Weird.
And of course there was Fernando the Fish. Irresistible to three year olds everywhere.
Oh, Fernando. What fond memories.
And Veronica did wash her hand thoroughly when play time was over.
Which is good, because we had a tasty dinner waiting to close out the night.
Sunday slowed down a bit, at least for me and Jacinta. We took an afternoon nap in my parents’ tent trailer while everyone went back down to the water. But while she was waiting for me to finish my lunch, Michael kept her entertained by reading the ingredient list off of various items on the table, including this bag of flour. Fascinating.
And Sunday was a special day – Tyler’s birthday! So there had to be a tasty treat at end of it.
It was also really our last day, since Monday was spent packing everything up and then driving back into the Arizona heat.
We had a fabulous time, especially the girls. I don’t know if I mentioned it yet, but Paul couldn’t make it on the trip, so it was just us girls who got to go. I’m so thankful to my parents for taking such good care of us, and to my aunt Kathy for letting us use her house. It made a huge difference, and let me get the rest I needed to make something like this possible.
And now I’m ready for the next adventure! Or at least I will be…after a few weeks of sleep.