Memorial Day Weekend - Sea Isle City

No one was going down to the shore house for Memorial Day weekend, so we asked, packed our bags and braved the traffic to squeeze in an early beach trip. We were able to head down a day early, so after we arrived on Thursday, we ran right out to the beach. Zoe was so excited, that she spent the first few minutes dancing in her dress in front of the waves.

Cheryl was smart enough to bring Zoe's suit to the beach, so after a quick change, it was straight into the freezing water. This involved a lot of single and double wave jumping.

After a quick towel dry, it was time to play in the sand. This involved a little castle building and hole digging. Thankfully there were plenty of shells to use as decoration for the creations.

This was followed closely by a round of Chasing the Gulls, a seasonal favorite with the under 10 crowd.

Then, when attempting to look for even more shells to add to the castle, I found a shark tooth! In all my years of going to the beach, I had never even seen someone else find one, let alone come across one myself. Some of us were more excited about the find than others.

After that, it was a quick drawing of DAD in the sand before we went home to call it a day.

On Friday morning, we made our way back to the beach for some more of the same. Lots of piled sand and trenches.

After that we had fun with shadow faces.

After lunch we made our way to Wildwood, but that's a story for another post.

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