The weather was cooler than normal, but still warmer than home. The boys don't sleep all that well away from home, but Grandma was always there bright and early to keep them quiet and let us sleep. There was a big screen television, a breathtaking view from the 18th floor, an indoor pool and numerous hot tubs, and a few good days of sun, sand and water with the boys. There was good food, good company and good times.
There are lots and lots of photos here, but I'll share my favorite one of each of the boys below:
This is what you get when you ask Connor to smile. Usually it also includes a very loud and definitive reference to his recent obsession, "Hot Wheels Battle Force Five!"
A smiling Sawyer, who wasn't too big on the beach the first day but seemed to enjoy it more the second trip. He was not a fan of walking on the sand, but loved picking it up and throwing it (as you can see from the sand all over him, even in his hair). He wouldn't touch the water, and had a lot of hands over ears moments. Sensory overload.
And the unlikeliest of water boys was Xander. He hates the pool, hates to take baths and generally is not a fan of the water at all. But he LOVED the beach. He loved playing in the sand near the edge, he loved wading in and letting the waves crash over him, and he even loved sitting down in the sand and letting it crash onto him. He even told us about it, over and over again, saying "Beach!" Pause. "Water!" Pause. "Sun!"