We made a quick trip to NY this weekend for baby Emily's christening. We also finally got the kids to the beach. This little jaunt probably lasted all of an hour, and that's a generous estimate, but it was worth pushing Jane past her bedtime.
To be honest, she'd probably still be there if we let her. Our first encounter with the water involved a wave that broke a little bigger than I expected.

Which sent Samson back to the towel, declaring "I don't like the ocean. I just like pool water." And that was that for him.

Jane, on the other hand, had to be physically restrained from pulling a King Canute.
Seriously, I walked her back up to our towel at least three separate times only to have her turn around and toddle back down to the shore. The girl is fearless.

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