Manzanita Beach gets pretty windy in the afternoon so we took advantage and flew a kite. Hazel was so excited to do it, and still mustered some excitement up after discovering that she didn't get to fly up high in the sky with the kite.
You forget how it feels to run your feet through beach sand and feel the grains move between your toes, beneath your feet and over the tops...that mixture of tickles, warmth, and softness.
Ooops....Didn't get the picture of the "wave" knocking her over into the water, but did get the sadness afterward. We don't think she was upset about falling in the water, as much as she was about her Beatles shirt (as she puts it, "my favorite shirt to wear") and sassy jeans getting wet and sandy!