All packed up, jam packed that is!
Ben's mom and dad came up to hang out with us a bit. They were a huge help! Mutti and Meilani set up the beds in the tent.
And Abba and Liam got a fire started.
We enjoyed smores...
And had a little "kum-bye-ya" time. The second night, Meilani and Eli were cracking up at Ben and I singing "There's a Hole in the Bucket." The little ones fell asleep even before the first song was done, they were so pooped!
This little rascal caused quite a stir in our campground. Even while we were still up around the fire he tried to get into the trash and didn't care that we were less than three feet away. Around midnight, Ben found he and a friend sticking their little paws up a hole in the food cabinet, grabbing fist fulls of bread and stuffing their faces. We had to keep everything in the car after that.
We all enjoyed the sand and surf all day on Friday. Our campsite had a little trail down to the beach. The kids thought it was great fun to walk down to the beach, that is, until we had to lug all our stuff back up to the campsite in the evening. Everyone, Ben included, was requesting we just go get the car, but I insisted we continue to walk on. I told Eli to think about the pioneers and stop whining. I brought up the rear carrying my normal pregnancy load, Seth, a bucket of shells and rocks, and a folding chair. Ben came to relieve most of my load after he had made it back to the campground and said I was like a Nephite woman, only I don't think he meant it as a compliment! I'm sure the mother's of the stripling warriors had a bit of stubbornness. I think we all felt strong and proud of ourselves for persisting in our walk back to camp. In a world full of entitlement and shortcuts, it's good to be reminded that we can do hard things.
Liam, a little upset that the waves got him all sandy.
There were remains of someone else's sand fort near us. Seth especially loved playing in it.
I took a walk along the beach with Pam and Norm, admiring the interesting beach houses along the way.
I was day dreaming about staying here instead of camping...
or here...Okay, I'd settle for a mere tour!
Sand, oh my!
Everyone had a turn on the boogie board, with a little help from Dad.
Dad is a pro! He caught every wave and made it look so easy.
Smores take two.
Had to go black and white with this one. I got sunburned pretty badly the day before. The price for beachy fun in the sun.
Two nights of camping was just perfect. I left wanting more time at the beach, but happy to return to my bed. Yay for family togetherness. It was a great trip.