{ beach in december }

One of the perks about living in "the south" is that you get to go to the beach in December without freezing your pants off.

You can usually do it in January, too, if you want to get technical about it.

Nana and Papa Bear usually take a detour to Sanibel Island to go shell-hunting when they come visit us. This time, however, they opted against it. Instead, they asked us to take them to a great beach so we could all "relax" for a bit.

You know I have no idea what "relax" means.

But, the weather was gorgeous, even if we did have to bundle up a little. And they had brought the most vibrant kite for Turtle (a real one, not one of those $1.99 plastic kites with the cheap string that inevitably snaps in a gentle breeze), so we packed that up as well.

Turtle (and Buzz) was so excited. He loves the beach.

It was such a bright day. But I love how these pictures turned out.

Sometimes? You just get lucky when you hit the shutter button.

Pure joy.

He did lots of running that day.

Watching the waves.

I absolutely love this kite. I can't wait for us to take it out again.

MacGyver had fun, too.

Turtle chased the tail, giggling all the way.

All good days end with soft-serve ice cream. Yum.

It wasn't Sanibel, and I don't think too many shells were collected, but it was so much fun, and maybe a little "relaxing" too. I will treasure all the memories of this day forever.