The Beach...oh, the beach...

There is more to come in this post, but let me just share with you what a friend of mine told me during our beach week: 

Vacations are what you take with your significant other alone; trips are what you take with your kids. 

No truer words were spoken during our visit to Duck, NC. 

Here are a few pictures of the nuggets of joy and fun that we experienced. When I have gotten rest and enough caffeine in me, I will share the story of our 5 nights at the beach. 


Oh, look! There we are! So happy; so hopeful. This was us off to our first morning at the beach as our family...and our last (to be continued!). 


One of the few moments our boys were within close contact of one another and not pushing or stealing toys from the other. They sure are cute, even when they fight. And yes, that is big sister far ahead, singing songs from Trolls and skipping merrily to the ocean waves.

 
For someone who got pretty much zero sleep while we were on our "trip" (refer to the wisdom of my friend H up top), Nora sure was peppy and happy in the sand!


My poor, napless Isaac Peter. I think this was the only nap he took while we were there, and this one did not last long. 

I had a really great afternoon taking Nora and Penn to Scarborough Fair to meander about and spend money we didn't need to. We ended up in the Christmas Mouse, where Nora carefully selected a lollipop ornament for herself and a sprinkle doughnut ornament for Penn (Isaac got a dinosaur one the day before). 


Nora totally dug that she could be a big girl and cruise around the OBX on her bike...it's just a little harder than it looks. She did really well biking to the pool at the Sanderling Inn, but coming back her little legs were tired from swimming and biking, so I mostly pushed her bike...and carried her. 

Okay, folks, more to come on our beach adventures soon!