Showing posts with label ocean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ocean. Show all posts

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Such a hard life


Reed was upset because the cheese puffs didn't come out fast enough.  Really?  Look around kid.  You shouldn't have a care in the world. He quickly realized he had a cheese puff in his hand, so the crying stopped immediately. Gotta love snacks on the beach!

The boys were being silly and chasing each other around.

Reed almost becomes a casualty.

Ryland isn't giving up.


John Chris grabs him and runs into the ocean.  The laughter is delightful and contagious.

Reed and I sit in the sand and play with the cups.  We dig and pile sand while chatting about life in his very mature and intelligent toddler language.



Ryland and John Chris got creative and made a bulldozer and a pay loader.  Very impressive skills.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Orange Beach, Alabama

John Chris and I were not sure how Ryland would like the beach. We talked about it before the vacation, and both of us kind of thought he would enjoy it because it was similar to dirt. Ryland loves to play in the dirt and mud at home, so why would this be any different?
When we first stood him up in the sand, he was not happy. He started screaming, so we carried him down to the shoreline and tried again. Since he was closer to the water, he seemed great. The sand was harder, so he could stand up and walk easier.
He loves it! Ryland is a beach boy!
trying to figure out why it is stuck to his hands







He was very intrigued by the sand sticking to him.
We didn't play in the ocean long before a wave got him.





After a fun new experience at the beach, he played with the water hose. Ryland recharged with a small sippy cup of milk, and he was ready to party!

The resort had a huge water slide set up by the pool. We couldn't resist our inner child calling us to it. John Chris and I both tried the slide out first, but then it was time for Ryland to take his turn.

Ryland didn't make it to the end of the slide, but he seemed to like it. He laughed and pointed at it like he wanted to slide again. So he did.

Also by the pool, there was live music. Ryland had to show off his mad dancing skills. He was the only one dancing, but he didn't care. He was moving and a grooving.