Beach Babe

The waters were a bit rough a couple of the days we spent in Florida, so one afternoon we hoped over to the bay side for some of the calm. Avery didn’t even hesitate with these tiny waves, but the main beach was a bit intimidating.

Sandy bottoms were a norm for the week.

Giants crushing Daddy’s sandcastles often made an appearance.

At the end of most days when I asked Avery what her favorite part was, the usual answer was playing with Baby Palmer.

Collecting sea shells was the best activity on the main beach.

Besides running and flopping in the sand of course.

Flying a Cinderella kite took all her concentration.

We all had a wonderful time, and we are grateful for the time spent with our family.