Jack, Tucker, Theo, and I all had strep this week. Good times. Theo was the last to be diagnosed–on Wednesday–so Friday morning, after having several doses of antibiotics in us all, we headed to our beach house…where russ promptly proceeded to catch a terrible cold. We were able to get out and about some Friday night but today has been filled with short little jaunts to the beach by myself with the boys in tow (Russ has met up with us later). Didn’t take my camera out today, but I so wish I had–the sunset and waves and joy of the boys to be free and running was incredible. I did get a few great shots last night, however…and if you’re going to be sick and/or recuperating, the beach isn’t too shabby a place where to do it.
First up, J and his lego creation: Ducks on a Pond. Having never, ever been very talented with legos, I am constantly amazed at J’s skill and creativity with them…must be an engineering gene in there somewhere.
At “Orange Beard’s Island”…Russ created a tall tale about Orange Beard who hid treasure and…well, you know the rest. The water sprinkler (or “turd twirler,” as my parents used to call such a sprinkler in the “pond” in front of their first residence in Bogart, Ga.) provides the bubbles of Orange Beard’s now sunken ship…
Not so sure why I’m loving vertical pictures of late…but it does capture Tuck’s dangle from the jungle gym fairly well…
Bridge near Orange Beard’s–I was quite far away from J and T at this point…a bit nervewracking but the picture turned out well. And the boys didn’t fall in and, when T is concerned, that’s always a good thing.
I have a picture of Jack spilling sand through his hands when he was about 2 years old; it’s on the wall in his bedroom. There is something so nostalgic and sweet and innocent about it–much like in this picture above.
J’s new “serious” pose; T completely contemplates how to get in the pond on the golf course (and shows off his perfectly upturned Bedingfield nose…).