beach time

Sorry for the long silence, life and stuff you know.

The other day we took Cooper to the beach for some family time. We swung, we played, we took a walk down by the water. I got into the water ankle deep to show Cooper that it was safe and fun. However, He seemed unsure about the water moving up and down the sand with the ripple size waves, so he backed up a few feet and plopped himself down on the sand thinking he was safe from the water. Well, just as he was settled on the sand a bigger than normal size ripple washed up the shore, and raced over Coopers legs, making him freak out with the shock of cold water first pushing and then pulling at him. Mommy rescued him as fast as she could, but it was too late. Cooper was wet waist-high and whimpering. Poor kid, mom and I could only laugh at the hilarity of the situation. Cooper spent the next half hour playing at the beach playground on the slide. But, every time he came off the slide he would fall into the sand and add another layer of sand to his wet pants. The sand acted like a dry lubicant, and every subsequent time Cooper would fly down the slide faster and just launch off of the end. It was highly entertaining.

After that we went to McDonalds to treat Cooper to his first ever ice cream cone he could have all to himself. It was a hoot. By the end he had a full ice cream beard and an ice cream icecicle hanging off his nose. We highly regret that we didn't have our camera to capture the beauty.