More Pismo Beach Fun

We picked the most convenient day in our schedule to go to Pismo, but the weather didn't really pick us. It only hit a high of about 80 degrees. That is a little cold for the Pacific Ocean. However, we were determined to go in the water anyway--well, I let the water get up to about my knees, but Trevor was determined to enjoy the waves. Dashiel was even too curious to let the cold bother him for a while. So we enjoyed the water and had fun in the sand. Trevor tried to build something in the sand, but instead experienced the hand of destruction--namely, Dashiel. So he gave that up and we buried Dashiel in the sand up to his waist...and then we buried Daddy in the sand and gave him a merman tail! Ha ha! And Dashiel was so tired he slept for a whole 45 minutes on the 3 hour drive home...that was not so much fun.

Oh yah, I forgot to mention. Dashiel thought it was very important to try out the sand and see if Pismo Beach sand tastes different than the sand box...yech!