The house is filled with new voices now...one branch of the family tree has returned to their home in Georgia and another has arrived. My brother and his family were happy to leave the cold of Kansas behind and travel south for a visit.
The guys had a late morning tee time, leaving the rest of us free to head for the beach. And it was a perfect day to be there, too...sunny, warm, and breezy with some nice-sized waves. Shoe were off as soon as we crossed the dunes, and it wasn't long before the waves were washing over our toes and sometimes higher.
The little guys were pretty excited about the waves chasing them, and while AJ (top) repeatedly returned to the water's edge, Braeden (above) had enough after coming in close contact with a jellyfish. It didn't sting him but the unfamiliar touch was enough of a surprise he didn't want to go near the water again. Both boys made sand castles, searched for shells and watched the other children fly kites nearby.
It was a perfect spot for a family photo that turned into quite a laugh...well, for most of us anyway. Just as we were snapping the shot, AJ's shorts took a dive. Wet with salt water, they sagged lower and lower until gravity prevailed and the pants headed south. My sister-in-law Barbara and I were trying not to laugh as we didn't want to embarrass him but it was too funny. Their mid-descent in this shot but we did get them back in place for a nice photo of Noreen, Braeden and AJ.
Barbara and Noreen soaked up some sun and thanked their lucky stars they weren't in Kansas. Our 74 and sunny was a whole lot better than the 26 and snow flurries there. And yes, the sand at Pensacola Beach is really that sugar-y white.
Surf, salt and sand...and lots of sun. We all came home with sand between our toes, having enjoyed just another day at the beach.