Definitely not the Myrtle Beach of my youth!

We decided to brave the beach with the little ones this summer, but only because we had my two little sisters come to help. We couldn't have done it without them. Though our vacation was full of mishaps (Noah jumping in the big pool, me losing my anniversary ring, crazy elevators, Carter smacking some strange woman on the bum), we still had so much fun! The boys loved the ocean, especially when Dan took them boogie boarding. I joined them in the ocean but was always on the look-out for sharks. Darn that Discovery Channel shark week and Krista's paranoia. Even Carter told me on the oh so long drive to the beach that he didn't want to go in the water because a big shark would bite him ( a big thank you to the makers of the film "Earth".) Of course, he promptly forgot about it once we got there.

Carter was very into building castles (and Noah was very into knocking down castles). I thought Noah for sure would be loving on the smorgasbord of tan, smooth legs he ran into but I only saw him thinking about it once. I gave him a warning look and he stopped. Thank goodness.

And the baby just kind of hung out. She was a good sport and seemed to like the water on her toes.

I know it's a lot of pictures, but I hope you enjoy them!