We went to the beach a few times over the summer. I love having a beach buddy! We are so lucky to live where the beach is only 6 miles away and yet we don’t get there often enough. Amara loves playing in the water and she loves having me bury her in the sand. Which is then an excuse to get back in the water until she gets cold and comes back to be buried again so that the warm sand will warm her up! We take a lot of sand home with us. One of our beach trips was followed by her swimming lesson and she was exhausted by the time it was over. Below is a picture of how the beach usually looks when we go.
As summer came to a close, we made a plan to meet my friend Mo and her two girls, who are Amara’s best friends at the beach. It was the Wednesday before school started and we had no idea when we made the plans that Hurricane Marie would be hanging off the coast. The day we picked was the highest surf and the strongest rip currents that Huntington Beach had seen in over 15 years. Amara and I arrived at the beach before our friends did and she immediately headed for the water. She was so excited that since she had just passed her swimming test she could really enjoy the ocean.
The waves were huge and they were loud. I had never seen them that high so before she even had a chance to get close to the water I told her she had to stay very close to shore. She was in the water for 2 or 3 minutes when the lifeguards pulled up and told us, we had to stay out of the water. It just wasn’t safe. She was so disappointed.
Nevertheless, it was a beautiful day and Jenna had suggested we take the kites so as soon as Mo and the girls arrived the kite flying began. Amara was elated because she had never flown a kite at the beach before and she couldn’t get over how easy they went up and how long they stayed up! They went so high they ran out of string! She couldn’t wait to tell her parents about it when we got home! Between flying kites they built sand castles for the (My Little) Ponies they had brought with them. They took turns burying each other in the sand and then breaking free. We had a wonderful picnic lunch and while the girls really were disappointed, they couldn’t play in the water we did have a wonderful day.
It was another wonderful summer. I sure am a lucky Grandma!
You can read Part One of our summer here.