Thursday, June 30, 2011

Beach Babies

I love this picture because Annabeth still looks like my baby.

Jackson is like his mama and can't keep his eyes open in the sun.

Vacation pictures have a way of making everything look peachy.

That's why I want you to see this one. Don't go getting any ideas that our family life is picture perfect. Love covers over a multitude of sins. (1 Peter 4:8)

When we do get perfect moments, we enjoy them.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

A Day in Seaside

We spent the second full day of our trip in Seaside. It was just as neat as I thought it would be. First we walked around the center of the little town.

My sister was in a wedding at this chapel last summer. Poor thing.

We ate at this little restaurant and sat outside under some magnolia trees. By the time our food came we were about to pass out from the heat and Annabeth was beside herself. It was a two-spilled-drinks kind of meal. But I had fried fish sandwich that was very tasty.

Not even dum dums helped Annabeth's mood.

At the end of our meal we learned there was a little playhouse right around the corner. I wish we had known that before all our drinks got knocked over.

Here's a glimpse of the cute little post office and the row of airstream food trucks.

We couldn't take the heat any longer and it was time to swim!

This is one of AB's experimental smiles. There were many.

Jackson loved the boogie board. I followed him down the beach as he drifted with the current. When we got too far, I would pull him through the waves back to our home base. It was a lot of fun and a great work out for me.

Annabeth's first reaction to the beach at Seaside was to dance and twirl in the water.

I might have done this too if I'd been alone.

I've never seen anything more adorable.

A little gymnastics never hurts.

Here's my little surfer boy. We had a blast together. There aren't as many pictures of him because when I was focused on him, I was actually in the water.

Aber spent a lot of time doing this kind of thing.

So sassy.

I love this picture so much.

It was an epic day in the Jones Family History.

We left Seaside with happy hearts and empty sunscreen bottles. It was truly one of the best few hours of my life. I hope I never forget the feeling of joy and thankfulness I had when I was riding the waves with Jackson and watching my daughter twirl on the seashore.