Beach Baby

With all the beautiful weather we've been having lately, we had to go camping this weekend. We didn't want to go far, so we went to a provincial campground about 20 minutes from where we live, Miracle Beach.

3 clean campers on the first day.

"Wahooo! I love camping"

Just lounging.

Sandy showing Grady a beach treasure.

Searching for more.

"Dad, look over there"

The tide was coming in quickly on us!

Makeshift high chair. (Ryder watching closely in case any food happened to fall on the ground.)

Cool place to play: under the picnic table.



So, camping with a toddler should really be called, "Not getting any sleep at ALL". It started with the hassle of getting Grady to sleep. He just wanted to crawl all around and play in the tent; we ended up taking him for a drive and getting him to fall asleep in the car and then transferring him to the tent. Then, I kept waking up all night to make sure that he was warm enough. And finally, when the sun came up this morning and the birds started chirping, we were all awake. So, we got an early start on our day.

Morning at the beach.

Playing with a shell that he found.

Running!

"Ryder, I am coming to get you!"

Stealing Ryder's stick.

Looking at a crab.

Covered in sand and loving every minute of it.