At the Beach

One thing that is new here is having a beach. We made it a huge deal to go to the beach. Packed a lunch, left at 7 a.m., drove really fast, applied a lb. of sunscreen, and set ourselves up to live at that beach all day because it was the only time that we would be at the beach for a whole year and we had to appreciate it. . . oh, wait, we are not in Idaho where the nearest beach is 15 hours away. This is Connecticut and the nearest beach was only an hour from our home. I've driven to Pocatello for less.
Although the beach was not a beautiful californian beach it was still beautiful to be at a beach. It was a sandy beach but a dark beach a little dirty. It's actually a bay, so we didn't have big waves or nice fluffy sand. Alright, I'll admit it, it was a pretty sucky beach but it was still a beach and still within an hour of our house and that is priceless. We put Oliver's toes in the water, he wasn't such a fan. Most the time he just slept. But that's what he does during most our adventures.
Both me and Bryan are super sunburned. I'm only sunburned on one side of my legs while the other side is still pasty white. Bryan's back is the same color as my crayon and it hurts for him to get dressed. Next time we'll remember the sunscreen and maybe we'll drive an extra hour so that we can go to the nice beaches of Rhode Island.