The water here is WARM!
After two years in Monterey where touching the water with your toes meant instant frostbite — to be able to run straight in without flinching, cringing, or risking bodily harm is heavenly. I’m totally wearing my swimsuit next time.
But today baby and I stayed close to shore and watched the boys play. Besides, I think I want to find some swim trunks first so I can be more covered up when I swim. (I already have a rashguard to keep from getting sunburned). I would feel strange swimming in a swimsuit when the women 10 feet down the beach are wading in the water with their abayas (the black overdress that many Muslim women wear) hiked up only revealing their shins.
There are no real waves — just little rolling ones like you’d get at the edge of a lake after a speed boat cruises by . . .
but they had fun jumping over them and pretending to body surf anyway.
Our resident stray animal whisperer found another friend. A cute dog who wanted to jump and splash in the waves with the boys. I know Caleb is going to start asking for a dog or a cat as soon as we get settled in our house. Especially since the friend he made yesterday adopted two stray dogs this past week. Wearenotgettingapetwearenotgettingapet . . .
Camille loved watching her brothers jump in the waves. The noise of the waves makes it hard to hear, but she was laughing and giggling at Caleb as he splashed around.
I thought it was sweet that baby was being so snugly, and we headed home because she was falling asleep on my shoulder, but it turned out that she was coming down with a fever. Poor girl. Hoping tomorrow is a better day for her!