Beach Friday

It's hard to break tradition. We have gone to the beach on Friday as often as we could. So even though we were in St. George, we tried to continue our tradition. We loaded the whole crew (my sis, her twins, another sis, two cousins, my bro and my three kids) and headed to Sand Hollow Reservoir today.

It wasn't the Atlantic Ocean, but it was still fun.

This was our setup. Everyone else there had a canopy. We had an umbrella, and it was missing the bottom pole. If you look closely, you can see Allie lying under it. She had a bit of a struggle at first. She had left her swimsuit at Subway and we didn't realize it until we got to the "beach," and she was left with some unfavorable choices: she could either get in the ocean in her leggings and shirt or take them off and get in in her undies. She hated both options. So, she cried. And cried. And CRIED.

Finally, Kimmy convinced her to put on a tanktop and get into the water. After that, we had a different Allie. A fun Allie. She even sat by me and posed for a picture with the other kids.

Damon spent most of his time hauling rocks out of the water into a big pile (and then made a firepit out of them). I was especially impressed with this big rock. It took him quite a while to get it across the sand, but he was awfully excited about his accomplishment.

Kyla loved it most of all. She is such a water baby, and has stopped eating sand, which makes her diaper changers very happy. She sported a faux hawk long enough for me to get a few pics.

I didn't put her in a swim diaper. Those things are precious! I was willing to risk infecting everyone with crypto and kept her in her regular diaper. She decided to impersonate J-Lo and we all thought she did a fantastic job.

You can imagine how sandy we all were, so we stopped at the bathroom on our way out to rinse off. I loved this picture of Kyla as she sat in the sink with Allie.

We all had a good time. I do miss Florida, but since we are now Utah residents, we will have to learn to make do.