Last weekend was different. We were experiencing warmer days with sunshine, which was a nice change of pace. I realize this is all relative, that most of you, right now, "warmer" would mean somewhere in the 30s, maybe even 40s. I do hope, for those of you with cabin fever, that the snow melts soon and that spring shows signs of surfacing.
We decided to head for the beach after Addie's nap last Saturday. It was due time for her to have some space to run freely and it had been a while since we'd seen the sand. Granted, while it was warmer, by the time we got there it was a tad chilly, but we didn't have to share the scenery with too many people and since we were there to just do some exploring, it was fine.
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As the sun was setting and it was getting a little cooler, it was time to warm up Addie's throwing arm. The ammunition? Pine cones. The target? The gulf.
Sabian and I both kept saying how glad we were we ventured out that afternoon. We had a really good time and it is always fun to see Addie have so much fun at the beach, even when it is too cold to get in the water. When the pine cones had been thrown and picked up, thrown and picked up, thrown and...well, you get the picture...we packed up, shook of the sand as best we could and munched on goldfish crackers as we headed home for tacos.
I am thankful for a good beach visit and a good weekend this weekend, too.