Back to the Beach

Believe it or not, while we were in Florida we only set foot on the beach twice.  Lorelai didn't seem to mind it one way or the other, but Miller really wanted nothing to do with it.  Here are some pictures from our first trek to the shore.

Showing off her braids before we headed out.

Miller refused to put his feet in the sand, but he was relatively content to stay put if he was carried to his destination. 

Our blond-haired, blue-eyed boy had to keep his shirt on so as not to risk getting burnt to a crisp. 

Enjoying his sandy Capri-Sun.

A serene moment between Grandma Catherine and the granddaughter who shares her name as they took in the beauty of the ocean.

Enough serenity...it was time to play in the waves!!!

All done!