It’s supposed to get up to 98° today and 100° by tomorrow, so just in case you’refeeling as hot as I am, I thought I’d cool you down with some pictures from ourtrip to the beach last weekend. Aaron and Carlie live in Connecticut, but theydecided to try a popular Atlantic coastal beach in Rhode Island. It was a perfectday for playing in the waves, and the beach was absolutely packed. In fact, Aarondropped us off and spent an extra half hour “commuting” each way just to find a place to park. (Note to Michiganders: the water is cold and not so wavy on the Great Lakes, but for $10 you can get an annual state park pass and pretty much walk straight out onto a stretch of white, sandy beach.) However, just for a minute I hope you share the joy of playing at the beach with us! Baby Giles was sound asleep when we arrived, so I took the first turn babysitting while Carlie and the rest of their gang played in the surf. When it was my turn to play, Itook along my underwater camera so you could feel the “cool” with us! People were surfing down the beach, and one advantage of RI over HI is that youdon’t get worn out swimming through pounding surf over your head to catch a wave. Instead, we waded out to waist-deep water and waited for just the perfect wave to come rolling in, ready to break right where we were standing! Here we go, hang on tight!When we catch a big wave just right, it carries us almost all the way in to shore!But every ride’s super fun! Carlie doesn’t like to use the boogie boards, but let me tell you, Grandma could have stayed in the surf boogieing all day long!!!By the end of the afternoon, even 2-year-old Reid was taking rides on Aaron’sback, shrieking with excitement. After a huge, sunburned day, we had to take a break for some ice cream treats before heading home. I even got special approvalto let each boy choose his own treat. (Grandmas are special that way.)And on the way home, everybody was as good as gold and best of friends!
“The LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods. In his hand are the deep places of the earth…the sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land.” (Psalm 95:3-5)