At The Beach

Ah!  Life is tough when you are a Grandmother!

Friends of our daughter have a beach house that they rent out, just a block from Mission Beach in San Diego. This week they were using it themselves and invited us to come on over.

The boys and I spent most of Tuesday and Wednesday enjoying the slightly overcast August weather at the beach. It was neither too hot, nor too cold.

We joined several other families there.  Counting my grandsons there were six kids between ages eight and fourteen in the group.  

They are all friends, and these families get together often.  The older kids look out for the younger ones.

 They played some Beach Volleyball where the teams were made up of one older kid and one younger one.  

The beach is fairly shallow, and the surf was just about right for boogie boarding. 

The water was quite warm for California. 

What is it about being buried in the sand?

I guess it is a good thing to do with your little brother!  






On Wednesday, after a nice day on the beach, the kids all went in to play games and watch TV, while some of the grown-ups made dinner, and some sat outside solving the problems of the world and tending the BBQ.  

Good Friends.  
Good Kids. 
Good Place.

Good Life!