It's Friday, Baby!

Today we spent most of the day at the beach. This morning I took Paprika on a little excursion to Sephora after all my eye makeup was...wait for it...found in the toilet. Ahem. I was not going to wear any of that eyeliner again.



Then we headed to the beach, the four of us. I am really loving that our new house is almost walking distance to the beach. I'm going to see about maybe getting us some bikes, because biking to the beach sounds like fun. I have wanted one of these for awhile now...but then again, we kinda live on a hill, so maybe I'm just liking the idea of it better than the reality? We'll see. Next thing you know I'll have bought a bunch of beach cruisers on Craigslist. That sounds like something I would do.



So, in the past three days, Ginger has started walking. Really walking. She is already a really adept climber. But now she is standing, walking, just the whole nine yards. Everyone keeps saying, "Are you ready for that?" And the truth is....I am sooooo glad she is walking. The crawling stage is just...how shall I put it?...not my favorite. She has had the desire to chase after her big sister for months, and now she has the ability to do it. She is so happy. How could I not be happy for her?



Ginger wants to do everything Paprika does. And today she did one more thing that her big sister does...



She went in the ocean.



She was not too fond of it, but I know she's been wanting to do it for awhile now, and in her daddy's arms...well, she seemed okay with that.

Paprika had a great time running around. She especially loves chasing seagulls. She could make an Olympic sport out of that one. She hasn't caught one yet...thank goodness!



Ginger helped make sandcastles, and then she got tired, so we decided to walk up the beach to the little Aquarium and visit the touch tanks and see the sharks.



And now it's the weekend. I have laundry to fold, and a lot of crayons to pick up...but at the moment, it seems like that's not going to happen. Or maybe I'll stay up until 3am doing it. There is just something so sweet about our weekend days in the summertime...I don't want to miss a second of them. Pure bliss!