Life's a Beach!

After spending Memorial Day at the beach, we're feeling a little sad about not renting a place this summer.  Not that we don't love spending time at home and that we don't have enough landscaping to full up the next three summers, but there is just something about the beach that allows our shoulders to relax and lets us breath a little deeper and a little easier.  The beach is the only place that we seem to be able to slow down.  Where we gauge the passing of time by the movement of the sun in the sky and the grumbles in our stomachs instead of the clocks on the wall and the beeping of alarms!

While we enjoyed our respective ice cream cones (frozen yogurt for Ryan!) at Browns and enjoyed the healing sea air we vowed to take as many day trips as possible and to eat ice cream on each and every trip!  Brody had an absolutely fabulous time.  We have vacationed at the beache very year since he was born - a tradition that I will thank Auntie Ev and Uncle Pat for since their wedding in York, ME started it all!  Brody picked up right where he left off last year.  Playing in the sand, chasing the waves.  He had a BLAST and was pooped out by the time we headed home.

Trucks on the beach...

Looking at the seagulls

Checking out the ocean...

Snack time!

Stolen kisses!

All tuckered out!