It's a wonderful thing to wake up seeing brilliant sun and hearing crashing waves. It would have been especially beautiful to enjoy the view while quietly sipping a cup of coffee and easing into the day. But let's face it: three young kids don't operate this way and by 9:00 am they were begging to head down to the water.
I mostly love watching Grady be a Daddy. Not just an authority. Not just a working man. Not just a provider. Not just a friend. But a Daddy, and a good one at that. (Funny how time away on a beach makes me all sappy and thankful, huh?)
During the late afternoon we explored another pool and splash pad, and the boys kept asking "if we could move to this place and stay forever?" I tried to explain that living here would take the uniqueness and specialness (is that a word?) away from all we were enjoying, but they didn't quite get that. "But if we lived here, I would never get bored..." Yeah right.
After dinner we took a long walk by the beach watching some surfers, looking for shells, and splashing our feet, which soon meant our legs and arms, too.