Seabrook

We got back earlier today from a slightly extended weekend at Seabrook in Pacific Beach. My dad and Angie flew in, and they, along with Bobby and Amy, and Grandpa and Grandma Lodwig met up with us there. We had a good time, and, as always, the visit was way too short.

Anya enjoyed playing on the beach. Mainly because she was free to wander and explore to her heart's content. Out of anyone, though, the dogs had the best time by far, running to the point of exhaustion. I'm kind of bummed to be back home already. I hope we go there another time for a few days longer, do a little hiking and go on other excursions. Next year, right guys?

Don-don, Uncle Bob and Anya having a beer break behind the cottage.

Don-don showing Anya different types of shells

playing in the dune grass

bubbles!

Aunt Amy showing Anya how to make good footprints in the sand

worn out and taking a rest on Grandma Lodwig's shoulder