I always forget how much I love the beach.
I was born in Mission Viejo, CA afterall.
I think I love it, and then we drive on the coast...step in the sand...hear the waves crash...
And I fall head over heels.
The perfect trip.
Three days.
6 hour drive.
Free GORGEOUS home to stay in, by ourselves. (Thanks Tracine and Juan!!)
20 minutes to the beach.
Day 1, Newport Beach and Ruby's Diner.
Beach.
Beach.
How to do the beach for boys:
Run for your life.
how awesome is that photo!? I only wish it was closer up.
Ollie was taken out a few times, but was a good sport about it.
Telling dad about how awful the water tastes.
Day 2, museum, relaxing.
They were both so serious and intense about laying on the bed of nails. I've never seen either of them that still for so long when they're awake.
Day 3, Laguna Beach.
Looking at the tide pools where we saw hermit crabs and bigger scarier crabs.
Ice cream before hitting the road home.
Must go back. Soon.
