Life's a beach

...especially when you have six eyes to watch two boys.

Yesterday Chris and Jean and I took the boys to a small and surprisingly uncrowded beach on the Chesapeake. What could be better than a nice sandy beach and super-shallow water?




We spent a goodly amount of time on the rocky part of the beach, where Jacob liked to point at one rock in a million. "RAH! RAH!" he would say. His favorite thing was to throw rocks in the water, because he's a dude and he's hard-wired like that.

Before we went home we went on the "easy" hike to see an historic lighthouse that was part of the park.


Their version of "easy" was 0.8 miles one-way, which normally I would have scoffed at, but that was before I learned first-hand that the trail was too rugged to bring a stroller. Picture how "easy" it was when I tell you that both boys fell asleep on the way back. Let me tell you, we ALL napped well.

Aunt Jean, that ho-bag, took more and better pictures and published some of them on her blog already.