Hey, at least she's using a spoon.

We had a visitor. Abby welcomed him with some stones. He totally fell for it. He was dinner (just kidding).

Lots (too much) yummy food over the weekend. Just some leftover tortillas with sugar and cinnamon, but after a hard day at the beach they were yummy. Shawen made some oh so delicioso tacos with all the fixins'.

Beach toys rock. Without them Abby's all over the place, running in circles, making mommy crazy, but with beach toys we sit in the sun and and make turtles and castles. The one good thing about Abby's 10:30pm bedtime is that we are out much later than the rest of the populace and we get to the beach to ourselves, well, us and the teenagers. It feels naughty being out late with a 2.5 year old - rebels are we!

Wow that's lots of beach crap. It was a three foot high pile of mucky, stinky, slimy rotting ocean stuff. It smelled so bad up top and covered the path down so thickly a lot of people decided not to venture down, but the smell was wafting up, so it was ok from the beach, and walking through it was in some weird way fun. "Ewwwww" said Abby.