The Thursday before Father's Day we had a storm that lasted maybe 10 minutes. It wasn't as bad as what the weather folks were making it sound like, in my opinion anyway. But it knocked out our power...and by Friday morning it was still out. And the power people weren't giving us hopes of having it that day either. So Husband made us reservations in Wilmington, NC with the promise of spending Saturday at the beach. When we got home from work Friday, the power was on. Who cares! We had plans :)
|Packed and ready to go!|
|Grant and Daddy relaxing at the hotel after our drive|
|Grant - too excited to sleep!|
Except that it was.
Because Grant had probably his best summer day to date. He played in the sand and buried our feet. Made sand castles. Picked up sea shells (that are now in a little jar in his room and he loves them). Then made them closer to the water so he could watch the waves take them. We went out in the water. Then we just stayed close to the water because he loved it when the waves hit him. He had a blast. And we had a blast because of him and my irriation disappeared quickly. By the time we left I was talking about "next time". So it ended up being a really good little trip.
|So happy :)|
|He loved burying our feet|
|Daddy showing him how to build a sand castle|
|His "sword" (very into pirates right now!)|
|He loved being in the waves. He kept yelling "Here |
comes a big one! And another big big one!"
|Me and my happy guy!|