Bernard held his own as the littlest family member |
The week of Thanksgiving we spent at a large beach house in Jamaica Beach, south of Galveston. If felt like a complete departure from our everyday lives in Texas, there was water a short walk from the front door, we could listen to the waves and watch the ships pass by all day long, and while the weather didn't exactly cooperate, no one missed out on playing in the sand.
Peityn showed off her perfect spiral throw |
Gretchen went fully incognito in her new gigantic sweatshirt |
The little girls diligently filled things with sand.
Aubrey brings her own style everywhere she goes |
The day we arrived, we had some really nice weather, warm temps and sunny skies. Like an amateur, I didn't pack swimsuits so the kids had no other choice but to go into the chilly ocean fully clothed. They did. They stayed for FAR longer than I would have thought. And then they stayed for games.
We had some nice quiet moments of playing and catching up.
And big, loud moments when we were joined by Dallas cousins and the kids all fell in like old friends.
We were given an insider tip to skip the dolphin watching tour, and take the free ferry that goes between Galveston and Fort Bolivar every 10-20 minutes. Great tip! We saw hundreds of dolphins without spending a dime!