Tuesday! Isaac and I happily settled into a morning routine of walk -> coffee -> beach while Shane got his work day started and Juliette slept in.
Donut zoomies…
That morning was sunny and gorgeous, so we stretched out our beach time and headed to the south rock faces to do some exploring.
Isaac Henry, you’re too much sometimes.
As we drew near to end of the beach and saw the smattering of little caves in the rocks, our little stroll morphed into a full-fledged bear hunt.
Here we go, Bud!
Isaac gasped when we reached the first cave, then put on his scariest face, growled his most threatening growl, and yelled, “No thank you, Bear!” Small but mighty, this boy.
Hello?
We didn’t find any bears, but the search was awfully exciting. Time to head back.
The beach is still a pants-optional zone.
We splashed in the waves for a bit, Isaac’s little legs skittering over the surf. He played chase with the water and squealed with glee each time it caught it up to him.
Detour for sea anemones…
And then we hoofed it back up the hill, Isaac giggling while I struggled to catch my breath. Buddy is heavy and that climb is steep!
Morning cozies…
Afternoon backyard games…
And an evening in Pacific City, because the sand hill was calling.
Isaac started his climb up the dune with such vigor…
But then needed a little help.
And then a little more help. Sister is a STUD.
Made it!
We all collapsed in the sand at the top, wanting to just chill for awhile and take in the view, but guess who popped up after 30 seconds and wanted to run around?
Down we went.
We tried again to sit and view-soak, but Issac Must. Keep. Moving.
Eventually I buried a little stick in the sand and Isaac made a game of trying to find it. We did this over and over. Whatever works!
Again, the waves beckoned and the kids answered.
WE DID IT! I think we finally tuckered him out.
We spent the rest of the evening back at the house, eating and drinking and playing games.
Wheelbarrow shenanigans. We laughed a lot that night.
Good night, sun.
On Wednesday, Juliette joined us on our morning walk.
Errrr…jog, I mean. Keep it moving, Isaac said.
Just as I was about to suggest we head back, Isaac fell in the water and completely soaked all of his clothes. Whoops.
Thank goodness for the dry sweatshirt I found in the stroller!
Blackberry pitstop.
And then our quietest day of the week – I helped Kathryn with a house project while the kids played in the backyard. Isaac and I took an epic nap. There was some evening pickleball and a pizza run. It was slow and wonderful and gave me all the energy I needed for a Thursday adventure with the kids. Up next!