Someone went to the Santa Monica Beach today. Any guesses? Yep, you're right, it's The Boy. He took his parents along for the ride. Here he is wandering off with his father--
He is daddy's little buddy more than ever these days. Me? I'm chopped liver. I'm telling myself it's a phase but, man, I don't like being snubbed by my own 15-month old child! Get used to it, Mrs. Jarcy, he'll do it again when he's 15 years! Yeah yeah, I know, Reader. Boo hoo, wimper, wimper...
Here's The Boy throwing sand all over himself and anything (meaning us) within a five feet radius. He would not be deterred from this.
It was chilly as the entire area was covered in this sea mist fog but it was still a lot of fun. The Valley was sunny, warm and hectic. The beach was cold, windy and calm. Thank goodness, we got to take a break from a playground! Those things are a lot of work. But this was just us, a blanket, lunch and a lot of warm sand. Good stuff. We're entertaining the thought of living down there in our new car.
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