Thursday, March 20, 2008

Sand box

The day we got to San Diego, we went to the beach.  It was too cold to swim, sure, but since the kids have never really been to the beach, we figured they might enjoy walking along the shoreline.

The next morning we went to Sea World.  That next evening we started our Disneyland shenanigans, yet I think that the best time the kids had was on the beach.  They picked up shells.  Nolan started digging a hole and soon after, they all joined in, even though the hole kept refilling with water and they were a muddy sandy mess as a result.

It was just like when they were toddlers, when the most exciting thing about the shiny new present was....the box it came in.

4 comments:

robinngabster said...

I used to live for our family trips to San Diego.  Never in my life did I think I would live as close to the beach as I do now.  Every time I walk the beach I see something new that amazes me.  Come to Florida...the water temp is just right! ;)

Oh and I have a jar on my dresser that is filled with San Diego water, sand and shells...  Glad you had a good time.

chat2missie said...

I have only been to San Diego once.  I was twelve then, visiting my brother who was in the Navy.
Missie

jckfrstross said...

looks so peaceful:) have a wonderful Easter

Deb

cvgflydis said...

Ain't that the truth? Spend stupid cash on the latest toy, and they ALWAYS play with the box. The best one, however, is the new LARGE appliance box. It has window cut-outs and everything! Wow.

Angel