Beach Bums

We spent last week at Frangista Beach in Florida with Nanna, Pa, Uncle Kevin, Uncle Chris, Aunt Stacie, and Cousin George. Nanna and Pa rented a beautiful house right on the beach. The house was flush with amenities, including a small, heated pool and an elevator. Nanna also brought plenty of toys and costumes to keep the boys entertained (in addition to the pots and pans provided at the house). 

Each day after breakfast we would head to the beach. Henry's swim lessons appear to have paid off, as he spent most of his time in the water. By the last day, he was body surfing in the waves (under the watchful eye of his parents). John was not a big fan of the beach, so he spent more time floating in the pool. George and Uncle Chris provided beachside entertainment with their circus tricks. And Henry almost lost his mind when a helicopter flew over us one day. He waved and shouted, "Hello Harold!" (Harold is the helicopter from Thomas and Friends).

All the beach activity made the boys hungry. John can eat his weight in a single meal: oysters, shrimp, crawfish, lamb, chicken souvlaki, trout, and a grilled cheese the size of his head were all consumed with haste. The one thing he did not enjoy was ice cream. Henry had a hard time understanding that, so he forcibly shared his ice cream with his little brother. That's some brotherly love.

Thanks to Nanna and Pa for a wonderful beach vacation! Henry is already asking when we can go back to "Nanna's beach house and eat some doughnuts."