9/24/2008

Our Surfer Boy

I think Wyatt will make a great surfer.

He was up every morning at the beach before the sun came up; the same time as the die hard surfers were hitting the glossy water and perfect waves.

I didn’t complain one bit.

We sat outside with our sweatshirts on, hoodies over our heads, wrapped in a soft blanket and listened to nothing except the sound of the crashing waves.

Some mornings as the sun was coming up we hoped the wall and collected sea glass for my mom. Wyatt was hypnotized by the ocean. He loved it. During the day he gladly sat in the sand, and mostly tried to eat it, but glady sat nonetheless. He was so much fun to watch. I loved how he would grab a handful of sand and let it slide through his fingers -- I didn’t love so much how he tried so despertaley to eat the dried up seaweed.

I think he’s a true little beach boy. There was no crying over cold water, a sandy diaper bum, wearing a floppy hat all week, or sandy cherrios. He was pretty easy to please. Let’s hope it’s the same case next year.

Because I'm pretty sure he whispered to me that he can’t wait to go back.

3 comments:

Shanen said...

All of your pictures look so beautiful. I can't believe how big Wyatt is. I'm glad you guys had such a great time.

wendy and brig said...

Bryn, your boys are so cute! I am glad we have boys the same age so they can grow up and be friends. I am also glad you and I are friends. Thanks for being such a good friend and VT to me.

DEANNA said...

Your pictures in your last post are amazing.

The pictures of Wyatt.. he is absolutely beautiful. Just a beautiful little doll!

That is just amazing that your family does that.