|Delia took to the sand just like it was the grass at the park! She and Betty chased tennis balls with more than the usual gusto.|
One thing about never have lived outside the Willamette Valley is never having lived more than a couple of hours from the Pacific Ocean. I don't go all that often, but there is something comforting about knowing I can get off the continent pretty quickly if for some reason I need to. Zombies don't swim, after all. We'd known that we "should" hit the beach before leaving, but we just haven't gotten around to it so we crammed it in just a couple of weeks before heading inland. It will Delia's first time and today is also her first birthday.
|Delia seemed to like the feel of warm sand on her belly and her face.|
|Betty did not stop zooming around from the time we hit the sand to the time we left. "Kick it again, Papa!"|