“Eternal truths are those truths that will enrich our lives and see us safely home.”
~Thomas S. Monson
A Teeny Tiny Football Day
Our house was waaaay up from the beach so when I watched these guys doing that which they always do–throwing a football–they were so far away that I could barely see who was who. After zooming in and cropping, this is what we get…that is until the Bald Kid went behind the cliff and I couldn’t see him anymore.
Maybe if you scroll through fast, it will look like a flip book or something.
No matter where we go,
or how long they’ve been apart…
some things…
between these boys…
thankfully…
never…
ever…
change.
Oh, how I love them.
Out and About
We could only stay indoors so long, and quickly found that the weather was much nicer in town than down on the shore. Which means an afternoon of shopping was in order. Heh, heh…
Jillian and I went to the antique shop…first thing. I found an old brass key and a photo of a baby that I wanted. But in the end, I behaved myself and put them back. The Bald Kid found a Batman set of figures from an ancient day. He was in heaven and bought it right up.
Everyone pretty much went their own way on our day out, but we magically kept bumping into the most peculiar people here and there.
Jillian needed a hoodie for the beach so we came here to look. I stayed in the car where I belonged. Unless I have unlimited spending money, I find that outlet shopping is too frustrating. So I sit and crochet and leave the incredible deals to the younger set…with the younger knees.
Loving the beautiful roses that thrive in the wet air here. My roses back home are very, very unhappy right now with their dry desert dirt. Poor things.
This wind spinner shop was right on the main drag, so we passed it a million times.
Just had to take this picture of the zombie guy for Jacob.
Ahhh…now we’re talking.
Salted milk chocolate caramels…
and Honeycomb makes for one very happy me.
This pretty little nick-knack shop reminded me of the seaside shops at Redondo Beach when I was a kid. We could never find big pretty shells on the sand so my dad would take us in and let us buy one.
So each of the kids got a starfish…
and I got one exactly like I had as a little girl…
so everyone could hear the ocean right up close…
or wear it.
Either way.
A Day~ In
A little seagull friend was on the deck by the crack of dawn.
Someone, somewhere must have fed this fellow well, because he sure watched us like we weren’t quite with the program.
The little folks sat lounging around in their jammies doing their reading time.
How I would love to go back to the days when someone assigned me a book to read.
It was quite foggy and brisk this morning…
but the sea has a way of making ordinary things beautiful even without the sun.
Breakfast…ummm.
Dane and his Kortney.
A very young photographer and a cherry topped cupcake.
Magoo was without a hat and since it was cooler than we’d expected, it seemed the thing to do, to whip him up a soft green and peach one.
If you must be little and closed in for a while, you may as well have a tablet of some kind…
and a tickly uncle…
and a ping pong table.
There’s that tablet again.
Mama kisses…
a soft couch…
 a little more crochet…
and a place to exercise.
Perfection.
It’s also good to have a Twister playing Aunt…
who knows all the right moves…
no matter what size the players are.
A hot tub is a plus…
as is a box of games…
and a…what the HECK?…tablet.
Something good to eat…Â 
a book of sudoku…
and an almost finished hat…with an obvious mistake. grrrrrr.
I shall call this my Amish beanie.
You know, so that the mistake is suppose to be there.
*sigh.
Ah well, fine enough end to a long, lovely day.
Oregon~ Beach House
I promised to show you the insides of the wonderful beach house that was our home for nearly a week.
Are you ready?
This is the kitchen/great room. It was positively perfect!
The stairs leading to the loft/playroom. That’s the front door on the bottom right.
The first place that Miss Lily went was out on to the deck to check out the view.
Outside…
looking in.
The beach was actually quite a ways below our back deck.
We had to go down about a thousand stairs at the end of the block to get all the way to the water. These stairs went to the lower patio where the hot tub was.
The loft had just enough space for the Bald Kid to stake it out as “his room.”
Josh, scoping out the kitchen.
Dane thinking deep thoughts about…I don’t know what.
Jacob and Magoo…
Kortney and Lyndi.
The little guy staying up way past his bedtime. But heck, it’s vacation…
and there’s a ping pong tournament going on.
Don’t wait up.
