Everyone traveled really well to the beach and I looked back at one point to see Shelby reading a book, her little feet crossed in her seat. Camden was making a map on the Etch a Sketch.
Shelby enjoyed the sand until she got cold...or wet....or dirty....or, well, who really knows why 19 month olds get irritated? Camden finally got to fly his airplane kite (a birthday present from Mark, Arin & Maggie). It has a clever little propeller that spins too. Grandpa Lee flew his kites also and even let Camden fly one of them. Too bad the wind blew it out of Camden's hand....watching Grandpa chase after that string all down the beach is a priceless memory, however. He did get it back.....thanks to the guy in camping spot #8.
Grandpa brought a styrofoam airplane that Camden LOVED. The wings broke off each and every time it landed...and it flew a lot over the weekend.
Grandma showed Shelby the water and maybe Shelby was able to see it over the grass that was taller than her right in front of her face.
This year Camden really enjoyed running into the ocean waves. So much so that it made me nervous as I imagined a riptide taking my little guy out to Japan. He barely stopped running long enough to help me build a very small sand castle.
At the campground where Grandma and Grandpa Lee stayed, there was a playground where the kids (and Grandpa) played.
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