I LOVE the beach. It is hands down my favorite place on earth. I don't really care about swimming in the ocean I just want to play in the sand, nap on the beach, and put my feet in the water. One of the things I really wanted to do on this vacation was build a sand castle.
While I was playing in the sand like a child on Christmas morning I wasn't watching my children very closely and they began to get closer to the ocean. As I finished I went to go tell them to be careful and not go in I looked up and saw Jaxson and Ehlana running out of the ocean soaking wet, covered in sand and crying. They had been knocked down by a wave and Ehlana was yelling, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" I felt horrible that I hadn't watched them more closely. It all happened so fast. I was so grateful they were okay and that they knew how to hold their breath under water. They were freezing and couldn't stop crying so we packed up after less than an hour of being at the beach and headed home for a warm shower.
We got the kids settled down and left them with Steve and Matt for some quiet time. Nancy and I went back and took a long walk on the beach.
Later that afternoon we went to another beach that had swing sets for the kids to play on. It was Jakob's first time feeling sand on his toes. He really liked like it!
Our very friendly neighbor (who looked just like Santa Claus) gave us a kite. We are now convinced that Santa does not live at the North Pole but in Seaside, OR. Unfortunately for us we didn't know how to put the kite together (or fly it for that matter) so it didn't workout too well. Instead we played some football, swung on the swings, and dug in the sand.
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