This is what we're calling Beach Day #1.

The beach really outdid itself this time. Nash is at such a fun age. To him, everything is ridiculously fascinating. And exciting! And incredible!! He couldn't wait to see how quickly he could get sand in every nook and cranny possible. I timed him - he's quick. Like, qualify for the Olympics quick.


There isn't a Get Real Sandy event in the Olympics? Shame.

This was only a few short months ago and already he looks 17 years older. SOB.



A shovel and a bucket is the direct way to that childs heart. He will most certainly love you forever. And ever and ever, and never leave you until he's 30 and then moves next door.















See? Bucket and shovel people. Bucket and shovel.

We played and played and played. All day long we played.



And then things got a little...cheeky.



Who knew it wasn't a nude beach? So we got ourselves him dressed and called it a day.



We hauled our boogie boards in.



He's one cute boogie boarder wouldn't you say?



But he eventually gave up and hitched a ride in.

The little guy was not happy to be leaving. Neither was the big guy. Or the girl.



But we had pizza calling our names. Right behind that adorable little lighthouse.



And when pizza calls our names....



We answer.



And now I wanna go back.

Oceanside

Um.

There are 170 photos. Not that I took, no. That would be too easy. That's merely the number I resized and decided were going on this blog. Jeeperz.

Wait, sit back down. I'm gonna do my best to not....do that ^ and also I am breaking this vacation up into parts...so, woah. Doable!

This is from way back in Biblical times also known as August. I am so, so behind and I'll probably be blogging our Halloween pictures come New Years, so stay tuned! Anyways, we do this trip with my Dad nearly every year and it's one of our very favs. Heather and her family weren't able to come, and neither was Chace. It was sad, they straight up missed out.

First up, pool time!



As mentioned before, this child is a fish. He could be in the water all day everyday.Weirdly enough, it took him a little while to warm up to the pool this time. But once he figured out he could dump water on Daddy's head, well...you're looking at what would be the next few hours of their lives.



Palms. Oh palms how you steal my heart. I will not divulge the amount of palm pictures I took. I won't. So don't even try to get it out of me! You hear?



My handsome Dad.



Buzz and Nash were so twinning that day.





Someone got pushed in with their clothes on. And then someone continued to swim like that for the next hour. Someone is super weird.



Hey, those are my boys right there. Aren't they cute?

Then we did ourselves a little kayaking/paddle boating. I was prepared for it to be "just ok" because it's only around the little marina, but it was honestly one of my favorite things we did.





This kid wanted to dive right in.



My Dad, Ethan, Ivy, Nash and I started out on the paddle boat. While the others took kayaks. I thought Steve was going to have a panic attack...he no likey deep water.







These fooligans. That's fools + hooligans. I am way cool.





Lookin for seals.



There's one! They were EVERYWHERE. I was equal parts excited and nervous. Them seals are huger than you thinks them are. (?) 



They even had a kids sailing class going on. I meeaaaaaan, don't even be that cute. You take your mini sail and you go. I can't even stand it.



Just living the life, eatin a granola bar.



Then he took a little ride on the kayak. And LOVED it.





No one fell in, which was disappointing to say the least. Kidding, I would have been sure to have a heart attack. Where there's a large population of seals, there are also plenty of sharks. WAITING TO EAT MY FACE. But I'm like, not this face sharks. Not this face. (it's important you visualize me pointing to my face while also giving the stink eye) Aaaannyway, after we were through we had ourselves a delicious seafood dinner overlooking the water, and some dude did fall in. I was freaking out but nobody else seemed to think it was a big deal. Plus, he got right back on his kayak so...shark attack averted!

Yep, there's a tiny microscopic taste of what's coming your way. For the next SEVEN YEARS.

Yeah! I say Ocean, you say Side!

OCEAN!
......(side) this is your part

OCEAN!
......(side)

Oh dear. I promise I am not this lame in real life. Quick, someone vouch for me....

B to the C

This summer we went to Bryce Canyon, a favorite of Kevin's family. And can I just say for a moment here how happy I am to have married in to this family?? Why yes, I can. I'm real happy about it guys - real happy.

If you follow my Instagram, some of these pics are repeats. But I feel like you'll be ok. Air smooch.



You know, I really should start being picky about the pictures I'm willing to put on the internet of myself. Until then...


We halked (hiked-more-like-walked) to this little waterfall.


And people were all, absolutely I will get in that freezing water. It's mostly not on option unless you have a camera around your neck so...winning!


Kevin is so hardcore he rides dirt bikes in shorts and flip flops. I know. It's like, who is this fearless man-beast??? HE MAH HUBBAND.



This munchface crazybuns played with rocks. All the live long day. Everyday. All the time. 24-7. Never stopped. Rooooooccccckkkkkkssssss.


Then, you guys. We put on a rodeo. Just, maybe you should read that last sentence one more time. Yes way, we PUT IT ON. The visitors ARE the rodeo. You volunteer to be awesome/stupid. So naturally, Kevin and his family lined right up. He rode a bull named Muffin Top. HE RODE A BULL NAMED MUFFIN TOP. Would you even believe it if I told you Kevin doesn't ride bull's for a living??? I was literally shaking. It seems a bit quick to go from "hey you've never been within 10 feet of a bull before? How bout you hop on and take a ridesy - he's suuuper pissed right now! Watch out for those horns!". Or is it just me?



There he is! What great form! I see the devil in that bull's eye. THE DEVIL. Anyway, he lived. With all important body parts plus $10 so total win/win. There's some really cute boots I've been eyeballin, so I was like, listen rodeo announcer - my husband will volunteer 20 more times. His official time was 5 seconds(1st place!), which is impressive considering the pros have to go 8. But when you watch the video back, apparently official time and actual time are not the same thing ;) "coughmorelike3secondscough".



My brother in law Ty. He's so country right now. Listen ladies, this heartbreaker is single.



Then we went to the lake. Some fished, some swam, some threw rocks...



Bad example alert! We had a rock skipping contest. And I'm not even lying...Kevin won. He brought his A-game to Bryce this year. Clearly I've got crazy bragging rights. Like, CHAMPION ROCK SKIPPER/3 SECOND BULL RIDER HUSBAND kind of bragging rights. Don't. Don't be jealous. I mean, probably you should though.



Also, my husband is the mighty dolphin on the right. If this post doesn't make you wish YOU were married to him, I don't know what will.



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Again. SINGLE.


The shops are the cutest. I bought a dream catcher because seriously, when in Rome.



They let you put your kids in jail. So.



And when it got dark we played games and sang songs around the campfire. We pretend that this is for the kids - it's not. Children are forgotten and adults get competitive. My brother-in-law Erik put on this Don't Forget the Lyrics game. I bet right now you're thinking "Kevin won. It's the only way". And you guys....I can't make this stuff up.



Oh Bryce. My husband OWNED you that weekend in July.

P.S. i don't actually remember who won the Lyric game, but my heart tells me it was my husband's team. It just makes sense.

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I'll leave you with one last picture. Because at this point, what's one more???



Next year, he's riding a sheep. Because cross my heart it's the cutest thing you'll ever witness. ever.