Though Monday started off a bit cloudy (and rainy in some parts) it ended up being a perfect beach day.
No crowds and lots of sun.
A little too much sun actually.
Note to self: children are no longer allowed to apply their own sunscreen on their faces.
We met up with "Auntie" Shelley who brought Matt & Allie, along with 2 friends. When added to my 3 kids and Ebby's beach pal, we were 2 adults with 8 kids.
And I must say, it worked out rather well.
In fact, the only child to cause any trouble (for his mother) was....Matt.
You thought I was going to say Will, didn't you? Possibly Cuyler.
Angels, they were.
Cotton candy slush eating angels in this shot.
When we arrived, the tide was low. Perfect for Ebby & her pal to walk down the beach, bucket in hand, to the fabled land of large rocks, tide pools, starfish and periwinkles. I didn't make it down there myself, but they brought me treasures: 20 starfish in various sizes. I was giddy.
Much like Allie was giddy over the nachos from the snack bar. So much so that she literally stuck her face in the nacho cheese.
As the afternoon went along, the tide got higher and the waves got bigger. Perfect for body surfing. The kids were showing off some wave ridin' skillz, I must say.
Shelley always packs the good snacks, observe how far away Cuyler went to sit to eat his package of Oreos. And oh, the concentration.
Meanwhile, Will stretched out to work on his splotchy sunburn. On the rockiest part of the beach. This is quite similar to his behavior at home where he likes to lie down and cat nap on the black asphalt of the driveway--as opposed to the (literally) acres of green grassy yard.
Of course what beach day would be complete without a visit from a seagull looking to steal your forgotten, sand covered snacks.
So there you have it, a summer beach day with friends, just as it should be. :-)