I think I have a thousand pictures to date of him showing me things like this, and I adore every one.
Seashells as shovels.
There was a really fun playground on Tybee, which we only hit up once in the ten minutes between Jensen's nap and bedtime.
It was cold and dark, but little bodies don't seem to notice. Mine, being not so little, did notice.
There is a little aquarium near Phil and Paula's house that we took the kids to as a reward for their "cooperation" during our attempt at a grandkids photoshoot. I'll get the fruits of that labor up on my photo blog... someday...
The family all call Isabella Izzy. She and Jensen call her Bella. I find it an intriguing distinction. The two of them had a lot of fun together at the aquarium. Of the six cousins they are the closest in age- three months apart. They would run together to a tank, climb up, talk to each other about the fish and then high tail it for the next tank.
I love the tip toes.
Yay for the touch tank... Or at least Yay for water to splash everywhere...
Izzy, Ephriam, Max, Heather, Jence Ezra, Paula and Daddy- and you can begin to imagine the craziness of our trip!
Izzy inspecting Alex under the magnifying glass.
Looking at the turtles (though I think this particular moment was more about Jence and Izzy goofing around together on the railing).
We let the kids have a little picnic so they wouldn't die of starvation. Aren't we nice.
And playing again. This anchor was as much fun as the aquarium, I believe.