Life at the Beach

I could get used to the beach life. “Life” in that sentence autocorrected to “kids.” That is accurate for me these days. Moving with kids alleviates some of that initial awkward just-moved-in-no-schedule-no-friends phase. Except our best friends from Jacksonville are here just around the corner, and there are so many friends and family to catch up with, and things to do, and such gorgeous weather and scenery, we might just skip that awkward phase completely for the moment. 

Chasing birds and seashells and kids before dinner 

The seagull poked around my bag again. 

Dinner on the terrace

Hotel living it up

I found three sand dollars

Hotel Del Coronado

Story times: San Diego Central Library and Coronado, followed by Sprekles Park. 

Eloise was carrying around some cookies. She spotted a group of older girls (3 year olds) giggling under the playground. She eased her way into the circle, passed out her cookies, waited until they all “aaaawwwww”-ed her, then helped herself to one of their Barbies. I’m taking notes on her social prowess. 

Learning bones and fossils and everything at the Museum of Natural History. More story time too.