We went to the Beach this last weekend for one last "hoorah" while the weather was still nice- 90° with the occasional cool marine breeze. It was lovely.
Sterling played in the little river with his "Tonky," and Evany tested out the sand with her toes and hands. She couldn't help but be fascinated with the water and continued to crawl to it even after she got cold and wet and cried. We hiked up the beach with the intention of stopping at Haystack Rock, but Sterling's bladder didn't make it and we were obliged to find a "potty."
We got bubble-gum ice cream and looked through some toy stores. The kids were starting to get a little cranky, but we stayed until 3pm, which was way past nap-time. Evie conked out first thing (like in the first 3 minutes of being in the car). Sterling gave a growl and then was out, too, shortly after.
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That means it was 90 in Portland, right? But maybe 70 at the beach? I remember how we used to head out there to beat the heat; sometimes it would actually be cold and rainy!
That's usually the case, except that day it really was 90 at the beach. Only it didn't feel like 90 with the nice breeze.
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