And it was. Can you see the look of pure joy on his face as we make our first sojourn into the water?
His giant grin indicates that he likes the beach. My giant grin indicates that I am happy he likes the beach.
The water was freezing--but that did not deter him.
He was pretty sure he could figure out how to get past Daddy and into the water.
Once we finally coaxed Reed ashore, he discovered that beach sand is way cooler than other sand.
And he dug and played in it until he resembled a cinnamon covered doughnut.
We brought our giant bubble wand, but Reed was too entranced with everything else to care. I thought it was cool, though.
At every opportunity (any time we glanced away for half a second), Reed would try to sneak back to the water to play. Luckily, he is not great at walking down sandy slopes, so we were able to intercept him and at least hold his hand while he was in the water.
I love his feet. And the prints they leave in sand.
It was a beautiful day and we were sad to leave. Hopefully we will be able to go back soon!