Across the street from us is a Bottle Beach State Park. We used to frequent it before it was officially turned into a park. The bridge my husband and kids are walking on wasn’t there until about a year and a half ago. It was like our own private place to go. It is still so quiet and a place of solitude, even in the Summer.
Leah just didn’t want to have any part of this. I think she was crying because momma was in front of her and she wanted to be held.
Cattails I think these are called? Do you know you can actually eat them? We’re not interested.
Our view from a little bridge we’re standing on.
The kids walking ahead. You can walk out towards the left for a good half mile or more before you even hit water. Lots of little puddles and shells. We used to walk out there when I was pregnant with just Elisabeth. Matthew used to get sand shrimp and go fishing in the ocean later that day.
From farmer look to fisherman look. You sure look like a handsome fisherman here dear.
I love your new beard. Rrrrrr… and Leah, you look so cute!
Sitting on momma’s lap after I walked her almost all the way back in the sand. She was cold and tired and I felt bad for her. With my early pregnancy I got so tired I took a nap right after lunch. Too much for momma.