This weekend we visited Grandma and Grandpa at the beach. With the sun out it was warm enough to grab the chairs and the sand toys and head to the sand. Our favorite beach is Huntington Beach State Park. It was empty when we arrived, but as the day warmed, more and more people slowly trickled down. At first it was just people walking or walking their dogs. But as the sun got higher more families came out to play like we were doing. I can’t believe these pictures are from Saturday! Feels so long ago already.
Look closely at this first one. Grandpa made Maggie into a mermaid and it was The Best.
Grandma was the best bucket flipper.
Maggie played and played. She loves the beach.
Grandpa was the best paddle-baller (sorry, Grandma!).
But Jerry’s getting better and better.
Warm enough to be barefoot, but cold enough to cover up with the blanket. My Mom and I both had jeans and fleeces on!
So that was Saturday, four hours east of here. We came home Sunday and on Sunday night it snowed! Even just a little bit of snow here usually means school is cancelled! And it was, yay! We went out bright and early on Monday morning because I knew it wouldn’t last very long. I took lots of pictures.
And you know why I took so many pictures (other than avoiding snow balls by having a camera around my neck)? Well, if you’re a knitter you know. These are the days I live for. Children begging for more wool to put on before they go out? Warms my heart. I love how the snow got stuck all over them. LOVE.
Jerry’s wearing this seamless EZ sweater, knit nearly three years ago. The sleeves were really long on him then, but that was easy enough to deal with. The fact is, he never wore it. Not even once. But I asked him to try it on recently and was surprised to find that it fit! It’s not quite wide enough for him since he prefers his shirts loose, but I think it looks awesome. I like a slim fitting sweater on a boy.
The mittens all caked in snow?!?!?! And no complaints of cold fingers!?!?!?! WOOL!
They sled down the hill in the backyard. Straight at the chicken coop. There was clucking.
Oh my gosh. This kills me, the way the snow is caked on her bum.
Maggie was master of the sled. It was hilarious.
Eventually they did get cold. Jerry was on his way inside about five milliseconds after this picture.
But what fun we had! In the sand and in the snow.
What they Wore
(all links to Ravelry)
They both had on their SmartWool socks from Santa at Christmas.