I took my boys to the beach today. It may be our last beach day of the summer, but I’m hoping to squeeze one more in.
As you can probably imagine, I have recent pictures of the boys at the beach doing just about everything imaginable and from pretty much every angle. So, I had not planned to take any pictures today. But, just in case, I threw an old camera into my bag last minute before I headed out.
I lasted almost the entire day, then I noticed things like this:
and I couldn’t resist. Yes, that’s a partial moon over South Haven.
Their grandpa (my father), an adrenaline junkie with no sense of fear, decided to walk with my boys along the pier. It wasn’t long before they were dangling over the edge.
And even less time before they were…
jumping off.
again and again.
I’m glad I brought a camera, because I didn’t yet have them from this angle. (Yes, I do realize how crazy I am for letting a 3 and 6-year-old jump over me).
Though my youngest did faceplant once, he wasn’t injured. So, all-in-all, it was a fun end-of-summer day.