7 months ago
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Here is Bri with her sandcastles and Don on the phone behind her. I guess that's what we get when we take Dad to the beach on a work day. (We didn't let him do too much work). Notice in the picture that the water is quite a ways away from our stuff. Well, apparently not far enough. There we were just enjoying ourselves and playing in the sand when a big old wave came and got us. By the time we realized it was coming, all I could do is grab Brighton. We got drenched and all of our stuff was scattered down the beach. Brighton was seriously more upset than I have ever seen her. She was so mad that the wave got her princess towel all wet and dirty. Really, the nerve of that wave. She had this low mad cry I have never heard before and I couldn't help but just laugh. She was cracking me up. So while I was unsuccessfully trying to calm her down, Don was running around the beach trying to rescue shoes and cell phones. Miraculously, we recovered all of our shoes. We lost Brighton's one pair of shorts (which is fine because she wears a dress or skirt 99% of the time), a shovel, and my cell phone. I was a little sad about the cell phone for a minute, but then I got my new Palm Pre and am actually kind of glad that the wave got us because it's a pretty nifty phone. ;)
Luckily we had a change of clothes for Brighton in the car so we got her changed and calmed down, played on some rides, and ate salt water taffy for the rest of the day. Lots of fun.