After a few "nice" pictures, the kids wanted to take a silly picture, so we did:
And here's Zoë getting ready to boogie board all on her own:
There was a lot of foam on the beach as well, which I find repulsive (since it's likely composed of decomposing organic matter—yum), but which the kids found interesting:
And here they are having found a hole some sandcastle-builders abandoned when they left the beach:
It had been loosely filled in with sand by the waves, but acted like a sinkhole when stepped in:
It's always hard for me to say goodbye to the ocean, but it's easier knowing that it's just a few hours away and we can always go back. It's not like we live in Nebraska or anything.