Beachtacular

Since my Dad can’t seem to keep up with this Blog thing I decided that I should step up to the plate. So here goes. You may be saying not another Blog on the beach, do these guys know of any other place to take their kid, the answer to that is NO. My parents have been pretty uninventive lately, but their my parents, you have to play the cards your dealt. Anyway, I can’t complain too much I do enjoy the beach every time I go. Let me highlight some of my new discoveries this trip.

Here I discovered that the squirt gun that Dad gave me was really much more enjoyable if used as a digging implement. Dad didn’t seem to approve, but I really don’t see what the big deal was, so what if it doesn’t squirt anymore.




















This is a picture of me taking on the killer surf. No really, it was a tsunami; it must have just gone out of frame when Dad took this.




















The beach was littered with what my Dad called seaweed. So I figured that if it was from the sea and it was high and dry on the beach it should be returned to its home. The task proved to be daunting, they didn’t seem to want to stay in their home and just kept coming back. It was getting close to my nap time and I had better things to do. Sorry seaweed.




















Playing at the beach is hard work, you have to stop and get a cold one from time to time. Ahhh yaaaa, life is pretty good when you don’t have a job and no worries. I feel sorry for the rest of you suckers.