There aren’t many stories to tell of our beach adventure. Lots of sand, shells, and playing. Rinse and repeat.
Poppy and Wyatt, whistling together. Do most 4 year olds whistle? Wyatt whistles ALL.Day.LONG. He can whistle tunes, he can whistle for the dog, he has one that is similar to a cat call <ahem>. Poppy is also a whistler. So I love this “whistle while you work” picture.
Everyday the excitement was watching schools (?) of manna rays swims by. They would just race by our feet in the shallowest part of the water. (After googling….to be safe) We were even able to reach in and pet them.
Will was amused the first time or two, and then quickly became bored. Instead, he wanted to read all about them in, what else, his beach field guide. He told us ALL about manna rays from the comfort of his chair.
At least Wyatt and Ella thought it was fun to see them race by.
Ella was the only shell collector this year. She had a giant collection by the time we went home. And she has given out a few to her favorite people. I need to find some shell crafts to do with all of these new-found shells.