Sun, Sea, and Sand

So, we just returned home from "vacation". We belong to a group of people that lacks time throughout the summer, so we head to the beach in the fall. We have done this for the past 4 or 5 years, and Caleb started to join us when he was just 3 weeks old, so I have sweet memories at Myrtle Beach. Now that our man-child is two, I found myself very excited about how he would react to everything. Last year, at 13 months old, all he really did was eat sand, he couldn't even walk then. This year, however, he didn't let me down! He embraced everything about the beach, and I just tagged along behind him with my camera! He adored the ocean, but was not content building sandcastles, he wanted to be in the water. He would run to catch waves, then would chase them as they rushed back out, only to get knocked down by the next one... with me right behind him to pick him up...so don't worry. And since I am all about memories, I hauled myself (and Sam) out to the (chilly) surf to watch him chase waves for a good solid hour. Sam also celebrated his 30th birthday there this year, and since we went with friends, we all enjoyed welcoming him to the club---so no more jokes honey. Ah, the beach, I miss it already... good thing, I have all these dirty clothes covered in it, to help me get through this rough time!