Life's a Beach

We've been trying to celebrate Logan's birthday since the 12th.  On Monday, he decided he wanted to go to the beach.  None of the kids (with the exception of PJ) nor Bryan have ever been to the beach. I know, sad isn't it?  Saturday morning, we loaded up and left for Panama City Beach, FL. I think getting there was just as fun as being there.  It always amazes me how conversations go in circles...but what happens in the 'Burban, stays in the 'Burban.  Once everyone saw the beach, it was decided that we would stay the night and play at the beach for a few hours Sunday morning.  When we first saw the water, the excited couldn't be contained.

Of course there HAD to be a ship for Logan:o)

The beach was gorgeous.  Carolyn, you were right: I did fall in love.  Who knew that something so LOUD could be so QUIET?!

Bryan got the kids 3 boogie boards to share.

It worked out great.  3 would play in the water while 2 would gather shells for Shelby to build her sand castle...which turned out great for her first.

We even had educational moments:

Can you see the fish?

We had just covered Palm trees

in relation to "The Triumphant Entry"

Dad and Mama even got a decent picture:

We ended up getting a refund on the room and coming home Saturday night.  So, I didn't get my sunrise devotional on the beach, BUT I did get Bro. Wayne Burns at 11. :o)  Happy Resurrection Sunday!