Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Beach Sarcophogi

Our trip to Sea World really exhausted Rachel. She had such a hard time falling asleep. Usually I can just put her in her crib and she'll fall asleep on her own, but on Monday night I had to nurse her to sleep. When she was finished, she flipped onto her back, spread eagle, and stayed in the same position for the entire night.

She slept in the next morning for many more hours than I expected her to.

When she was up and we were all ready to go, we went to the beach for the day. The waves were rather strong and she didn't really want to get in the water, but she had a fun time playing in the sand.

She was still a little tired from our excursion the day before and wasn't walking quite steady--she tripped and face planted in the sand. I expected her to cry, but she didn't. Instead she licked her lips, and deciding that the sand tasted pretty good, she picked up another handful and stuffed it in her mouth.

After washing her face off we left her in Grandma's care and went swimming in the ocean. The waves were crazy! We were cold when we got out, so James buried us in the sand. First me, then Josie, then Andrew, and finally Jacob. The sand was much heavier than I had originally expected. It got kind of hard to breathe, but it was rather cozy. I imagine it would be how being stuffed in a sarcophagus would feel.

Rachel wanted to be buried as well and was so excited when we started to pile sand around her.

We only buried her halfway--she was very patient and waited until we had stopped shoveling sand on her before she kicked her legs out.

We only lasted at the beach a couple of hours. The sun and the waves wasted us way too quickly--we were all boogie boarding and body surfing through some pretty big waves and were already sunburned from Sea World.

We came inside in the late afternoon and lazed about for the rest of the day. It was pretty relaxing.


  1. I love that picture of her sleeping all sprawled out! How cute!

  2. Totally funny. I imagine you wouldn't want to be alive for being stuffed in a sarcophagus, though... rather smothering to the face and nose area... lol

  3. Sounds like you're having a rockin vacation! Being buried alive looks fun... unless they actually put sand in your face, then not so much.

  4. Strange Beach People.

    I mean--Strange James

    Man, I shouldn't read your blog anymore until you come home. I wanna be there.

    I hope Embo and JAmes are behaving. haha.