Last week, we realized that Saturday was going to be a rare day where nobody was scheduled to work, and decided to pack up Vanna White (our new Ford Transit) and drive to Newport, Rhode Island with the kids.
We hit Easton's Beach because it has bathrooms (so many beaches around here are open, but the bathrooms are locked up...not great with lots of little bladders) and waves, unlike our local beach. Unfortunately, there was also a lot of seaweed. Phil researches the best waves in the area like it's his day job, and knew the swell was about 2 feet, but there's no way to tell about seaweed until you get there. The kids love boogie boarding, but came home with TONS of seaweed under their suits. Blech. I love the ocean, but from my perch on the shore, for this seaweedy reason in particular.
And salt water.
Geez Colleen, you have a strange love/hate relationship with the ocean.
Yes, I SEA your point.
Anyway, some photos of the day...