Today was a day full of adventures. Geneva, Teresa, Chris, Eva and Graydon (Neal's away on business) all piled into our Outback and headed out to pick apples at an orchard near Watsonville. The forecast high in Watsonville for the day was either 80F or 90F, depending on which web site you checked. By the time we were headed out of there, the car (which is generally quite accurate) was reading 102F. So we decided to head to the beach in Santa Cruz on our way home to eat lunch and cool off. At first, Graydon was a little nervous about the waves crashing into the beach (they were a foot tall, after all!) and he was also not thrilled with the chilly water temperature. But the air was 96F (in Santa Cruz!!!) so we decided to try him out just sitting right at the point where only the biggest of breakers might send an inch of water or so his way. The end result was a baby happily digging his way into the mud with feet! Good thing we had spare outfits for the kids - though not for the adults. And - for just about the first time ever - we regretted not bringing swimsuits to the beach.
Here's a short video to go with the photo:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZDYXJBQojA
PS: The cursed onesie strikes (is struck?) again! ;)
