Before we get to our amazing purchase, here's me on a surfboard. Oh yeah! Sure, that's a wimpy wave, but we started skiing on the bunny hill, right?
The boys were very impressed.
McKay wanted to try it. He was game until the cold cold water touched his feet. Then he became a spider monkey and climbed up my arm. (That's a boogie board, not the surfboard I was using.)
Different day, kind of grey. Suzanne took the boys to a different beach while I was working for the Man. 
The boys had fun at the beach that day, but they had a lot more fun with what we bought at the yard sale yesterday. There are a few more pictures to enjoy before we get to that.
We helped the boys write their names in the sand. McKay did the "M" all by himself!
Carter only needed help lengthening the leg on his "R". For some reason he'll write in the sand but not on paper. The last "R" really is there, it's just too light for this picture.
There's a nice walkway up the cliff from Nye Beach and the boys like to stop on each of the dozen benches on the way up. They're about 10 feet apart. It makes the nice walk a very long nice walk.
This is the view from those benches, but usually there aren't two cute boys there.
Same pathway up from Nye Beach. At the top there's this tall spike that acts as a sundial (but no numbers, go figure.) and the boys like to climb up and hug it. I don't know why - that's just what they do. They decided to just stand by it today.
The ridge they are standing on has this inscription: "Light is an appointment we all must keep when we are quiet and can find the way." That means that this sculpture was made by a Confucius wanna-be and nobody seems to know what they meant by it. Many-a-time we've walked past tourists staring at it muttering, "What it the world is that supposed to mean?"
The boys have to bring their toys EVERYWHERE - to the store, to church, Carter even takes his dog to school. They decided the toys need to be buckled so they stay safe. They did this, not us.
Carter introduces the family like this: "This is my friend Dog (the toy), this is my friend McKay, and that's my friend Mama and that's my friend Dada!" Cute, but it shows who gets priority, too.
If it's too windy at the beach, the boys always love playing at the park. This is one of their favorite games. I stand at the bottom and roll the balls up and they roll them back. They like it best when both balls come at me at once so I miss one, then I have to go running to get it.
The boys like to race ever since I read "The tortoise and the hare" to them. Carter tries to assign roles to McKay but McKay ignores him. My favorite part is how the race begins: Carter says, "I will be the bear!" (Because the bear had the starting pistol in the book) "Are you Marks? Get set... Go!"
The boys are playing wall-ball, but really they're thinking, "Do you think the person reading this has figured out the amazing thing we bought at the yard sale?" "No, there's no way!"
I think the boys are ready to show you what we bought... Scroll down.
The boys were very impressed.McKay wanted to try it. He was game until the cold cold water touched his feet. Then he became a spider monkey and climbed up my arm. (That's a boogie board, not the surfboard I was using.)Different day, kind of grey. Suzanne took the boys to a different beach while I was working for the Man. The boys had fun at the beach that day, but they had a lot more fun with what we bought at the yard sale yesterday. There are a few more pictures to enjoy before we get to that.We helped the boys write their names in the sand. McKay did the "M" all by himself!Carter only needed help lengthening the leg on his "R". For some reason he'll write in the sand but not on paper. The last "R" really is there, it's just too light for this picture.There's a nice walkway up the cliff from Nye Beach and the boys like to stop on each of the dozen benches on the way up. They're about 10 feet apart. It makes the nice walk a very long nice walk.This is the view from those benches, but usually there aren't two cute boys there.Same pathway up from Nye Beach. At the top there's this tall spike that acts as a sundial (but no numbers, go figure.) and the boys like to climb up and hug it. I don't know why - that's just what they do. They decided to just stand by it today.The ridge they are standing on has this inscription: "Light is an appointment we all must keep when we are quiet and can find the way." That means that this sculpture was made by a Confucius wanna-be and nobody seems to know what they meant by it. Many-a-time we've walked past tourists staring at it muttering, "What it the world is that supposed to mean?"The boys have to bring their toys EVERYWHERE - to the store, to church, Carter even takes his dog to school. They decided the toys need to be buckled so they stay safe. They did this, not us.Carter introduces the family like this: "This is my friend Dog (the toy), this is my friend McKay, and that's my friend Mama and that's my friend Dada!" Cute, but it shows who gets priority, too.If it's too windy at the beach, the boys always love playing at the park. This is one of their favorite games. I stand at the bottom and roll the balls up and they roll them back. They like it best when both balls come at me at once so I miss one, then I have to go running to get it.
The boys like to race ever since I read "The tortoise and the hare" to them. Carter tries to assign roles to McKay but McKay ignores him. My favorite part is how the race begins: Carter says, "I will be the bear!" (Because the bear had the starting pistol in the book) "Are you Marks? Get set... Go!"
The boys are playing wall-ball, but really they're thinking, "Do you think the person reading this has figured out the amazing thing we bought at the yard sale?" "No, there's no way!"
I think the boys are ready to show you what we bought... Scroll down.
"Oh my gosh!" you say. Yup. It takes up all the available floor space in the family room, and it's really loud because the pump has to run the entire time. But it blows up in about 20 seconds and the boys LOVE it! The boys spent the entire morning playing in it.
I don't know why Carter is yelling at McKay to stop, but this is what the morning looked like:
Come on up and enjoy the show for yourselves.
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