It’s not often I ask Jake and the girls to run a few errands for me… for good reason.  A few months ago, before we went to Utah, I sent Jake and the girls to pick up some last-minute car trip essentials and couldn’t help but roll on the floor with laughter when they got home 2.5 hours later having only gone to one store, and only three things that had actually been on my list to show for it! On one such ill-fated excursion, the girls brought home Star Wars and Iron Man kites, which we finally put to good use over the weekend at Salt Creek.

Let’s go fly a kite!

The ocean breeze was pretty strong and Sammy started complaining her arm was tired after about five minutes.

Amelia was a very dedicated kite flyer.

The kites got away from the girls more than a few times.  Fortunately, sympathetic park goers chased them down for us.

Getting creative with their kite holding skills.

Picnic break after all that tiring kite business.

Messy Samantha!

Ocean breezes and sticky fingers.

We tried to call it a day and head back home without trekking down the cliff to the sand, but Samantha and Amelia would have none of that.  

Meredith was so content watching her sisters and playing on her mat.

EXCITEMENT.

Sandy toes and a sun kissed nose.

When will I be old enough to look for sand crabs too?

Look what the waves turned up.

My squeezable beach baby.

 Make me into a mermaid, mom!

Deep breath before making the grueling trek up the hill (because we are too proud to pay a dollar to ride on the golf cart shuttle up the hill… we’d rather get exercise and suffer!)

The perfect baby beach day!

Lots of love,