The Beach Boys

We spent last week enjoying the beautiful Gulf Shore with Nanna, Pa, Uncle Chris, Aunt Stacie, and Bebe George. Henry had a great time in the water and even built up enough courage to venture to deeper waters with Daddy. He also built his first sandcastle all by himself (his favorite new phrase is "Henry do it!"). John enjoyed the water too (his first swim!), but we weren't surprised.

Pa built an amazing train table for Henry, and it managed to keep all the boys entertained during some rainy afternoons. John and George enjoyed drooling on those trains and wrasslin' around a bit.

Henry enjoyed the cuisine at the beach. We went to a seafood dive bar where Henry once again snacked on pickled okra and lemons (rind and all!). Henry also enjoyed his very first doughnut on our trip. Nanna and Pa made sure he enjoyed his second, third, and perhaps fourth, too.

We attempted some family photos on the beach one evening. Some were actually cute; others were cute because they were such a mess. In one photo, not a single person was looking at the camera. In another, the only person looking at the camera was the smallest one. Good boy, John.

On our last night at the beach, Nanna and I took Henry for some rides and treats. Henry rode airplanes with Nanna, soaring high in the sky. Then I tried to take him on the carousel and failed miserably. (The first attempt did not go so well either.) He didn't have any problem riding the choo-choo train with me, however. He chose the red car because it looked liked "James" (from Thomas the Train). We ended the night with ice cream cones; Henry requested "brown i-scheme." That sweet boy made quite a mess. He looked like Don Juan Henry with his chocolate goatee.

Thanks to Nanna and Pa for the wonderful beach trip!