One night on vacation, I bribed my children with some candy in order to get them to don their white clothes again for some more pictures. They were a little annoyed with me, but it was nothing a few Twizzlers couldn’t fix. 
While we were out on the beach Zoe discovered some puddles…
And Sonia did too.
Zoe got a little dirty, but happily, this was at the end of my picture-taking session.
I know…that’s not how the song goes! 
Regardless, the weather here has once again been beautiful. Rain was forecast for today and tomorrow, but we woke up to sunny skies this morning. So, it was another beach day.
Oh look! I have a kid in a picture and it’s not Zoe!
But we can’t have a post without ONE picture of Zoe.
I know…I take more pictures of Zoe than anyone else. I have an excuse this time, though…she was the only one with me! Steve took the other three out to an Imax movie because Zoe was napping, and when she woke up, she and I went out to the deck and the beach.
I love her curls in this picture.
Here’s something unusual…some pictures of my husband! He’s pretty camera-shy, and so I rarely get to take any of him. I managed to get two today, though.
And I like the light on this one.
This morning before church, I took the kids out on the beach for some pictures. The light wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but I still thought I’d give it a shot. It was too bright for pictures of their faces, so I’ll try to get them all decked out in their white apparel again in the late afternoon sometime this week.
The sunrise….
And the kids(my favorite one is at the end)…
This is the first year I’ve had a 2.5 year old as my youngest kid…every other time I’ve had a 2.5 year old, I’ve had another baby or been pregnant. So, the 8 hour car ride has been less than pleasant most years. This time, it wasn’t nearly so hard…Zoe was happy almost the whole trip down. She ate snacks and drew on the magnadoodle, and of course, read books.
I posted some of my nephew Tommy last week…and here are some of Zoe.
This is Sonia and my other nephew, who are both four. They’re blowing raspberries at each other.
