Plover Love

Rebecca in the freezing water

Sunday was a beautiful, sunny, warm day here in fickle Massachusetts. What can one do but hit the beach? We drove up to Newburyport early Sunday morning and met up with the Treems, Corbins, Nutters and Celonas on Plum Island. I'm ashamed to admit this was Gregory's first trip to the Atlantic Ocean, but at least it was a great one. Lot 1 in the bird sanctuary became our spot for the day, since Sandy Point parking was already full when we got there at 8:55 am (the rest was closed due to plover mating season). Happily, there was not a greenhead to be seen for the entire day.

The kids had a ball playing in the sand and surf. Gregory with Momma at the beachThe water was painfully, numbing cold. We're talking Titanic cold (ok - according to the NODC it was somewhere around 59 F, but it felt Titanic cold). I love swimming in the ocean, and I'm usually a trooper when it comes to getting in, but on this trip I didn't get in past my knees. Luckily, there was a strong breeze all day which made it pleasant to sit on the beach without swimming. Most of the kids did get completely wet at one point or another (usually not on purpose) except for Gregory (because of 'the fish') and little Willie. Who would have thought the babies have the most common sense (except Ella - she's a wild child!)? The guys all fished, although the only fruit of their sand spikes was a single skate.

The two 'little men'
in the Barbie jeep

Time flew by, and we backed up around 3:00 PM and headed back to the Treemhouse to rinse off 9 extremely sandy kids and a fabulous barbecue. Gregory and little Willie were very fond of the Barbie jeep. Thanks for hosting us Eric and Sarah - we had a great time. We'll see you Saturday for Wilco!

Here's the video I managed to take with the digital camera. The background noise is the wind, which was too strong for kite flying (we tried).