Saturday we spent the day at the beach. Aiden was in the ocean before the rest of us could even get out of the car. We really need to live in Hawaii where he can play in the water everyday. Josh and the other kids had just as much fun burying Aiden as he did being buried. The kids all had so much fun together. Cousins are great!
Aiden trying to catch a few waves.
Aubrey, Aiden, and Brennan dug a huge hole. It only took one wave to fill it all back in.
Sophie had a bucket of mud and a spoon. She was feeding the ocean one spoonful at a time. She said that it really liked her food.
Brennan likes the mud too.
We drove quite a ways down the beach looking for a good place to set up camp for the day. We found a great spot, but it wasn't too long before some rednecks came to join us. The most amusing part of it all was that they weren't there to play in the water, or take long walks on the beaches. They were there to encourage every car that came past to spin out in the sand. This wasn't just entertaining for an hour or so, this went on all day. And, these weren't teenagers. It was people in their late 20's and 30's with kids. Of course they cheered the loudest for their buddies in their big trucks with a confederate flag flying from the antena, but they were happy to watch the golf carts peel out as well. They'd take an occasional break to some of the brisket that they had smoked in the smoker that was in some cases possibly welded to the back of their trucks. Somehow the whole scene didn't hold much appeal for us. To each their own I suppose. Maybe you have to have a few beers in order to catch the vision. We considered it a cultural experience.