So Ree got a cold and missed an entire week of school, then Ro got it and missed a few days, then I got it for a week and lost my voice, then Ro got a freaky high fever, then everyone was better and we ran to the beach, then we got home and Ree got the weird high-fever thing. Bah. Let’s focus on the fun beach weekend, shall we?
TubaDad had a gig in San Luis Obispo, so we packed the van with practically everything we own (plus our friend Maggie) and headed for our fave Avila beachhouse.
Friday arrival started with a nice fish dinner and a sunset walk on the pier:
On Saturday it poured all day. Seriously, didn’t stop for one minute. The girls said they didn’t care, it just made for “perfect sand-castle sand,” so we suited up and braved the elements. (They couldn’t decide which lucky duck got the pink boots so they compromised with one of each.):
Then we spent a few warm, dry hours at the SLO Children’s Museum, which was really cute. How come we’ve never been there before? Oh yeah, probably because it’s always sunny and we never move our blissful butts off the sand. I think this one exhibit was more for the grown-ups, judging by the succession of grinning adults who climbed aboard the cycle:
The sun came out on Sunday, and we whooped it up before driving back home:
I think the girls had forgotten what a blue sky looks like since it’s been raining so much at our house:
Does anyone remember the fateful Twin Faceplant in the Waves incident? (Here’s the video, just for old times’ sake.) Well little Ree still gets concerned when Ro goes “too far” into the water and still celebrates every single time she emerges unscathed:
Maggie took this nice family shot of us on the beach (thanks Maggie!):
Ro and Ree worked all day making what they called “the deepest hole in the world” (with their accents it sounds like “the deepest hole in the woy-old”):
Little beach girls. They really do love to have the sand between their toes:
It’s just too bad these two are so danged unhappy all the time. Heh: