Sand on Our Toes

This past weekend I had the privilege of introducing the two loves of my life to the Oregon coast.  N has no recollection of going there ever in the history of ever.  I know Zoe has never been.  I was excited to show them the town of Cannon Beach where I spent many a weeks during summer vacations growing up.  It's one of my absolute favorite places to go.  I think I've successfully converted N and Zoe too. 

N's first question was, "how crowded do you think the beach is?  I don't want to spend time on a crowded beach."  His imagination took him to Waikiki beach.  I agree, that's too crowded.  He was pleasantly surprised to see so much room on the beach despite the many people.  Immediately he started thinking of bringing the trailer down next summer for some time just at the beach.  With that my heart started to sing.  He is my soul mate!

Zoe could care less about crowds or future plans, she needed to get her feet in that sand and in the water now.  It's the beach!

I have to say this trip to the beach was a little sad for me.  Since I had a minor toe injury at Multnomah Falls the day before, I could walk barefoot in the sand.  I was so sad.  We didn't let that stop us from all the fun!

My two converts:

In search of the perfect place to build a sand castle:

Instead of a sand castle, we decided to bury Zoe's toes.  She LOVED it.

You can only bury your toes for so long before you have a deep need to fly something.  We pulled out our dollar store kite and let the wind take it away.

Zoe had a blast flying her kite.  I think this girl would spend all her time on the beach with a kite in each hand if she could.  When we went shopping she was amazed at stores that just sold kites.  She would've taken one of each if she could. 

It's always fun going back to someplace that holds special memories from your childhood.  What's more fun is creating memories for my child.  Here's to many more summers spent at Cannon Beach.