Beachy Keen

This past weekend was my first visit to my grandparents beach house in Delaware.  My Mom and Dad tell me this is where my Mom first met my Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Duncan, Aunt Kelly and cousins Sam, Meg and Kate (who was only a little older than me) at a New Year's Eve party in 1999 when they were first dating.  Since then, she says they have had endless wonderful trips which makes it a very special place.

The house  is right on the bay, but the beach is across the street so my parents took me on my first ever trip to see the sun, sand and surf for the very first time - which I absolutely loved. My Mom said when she was little she was afraid of sand and she didn't want me to suffer the same fate, but I couldn't get enough of the salty smell, the cool breeze and the sound of crashing waves.

Although I am still a tad too little to have dipped my feet in the Atlantic, I made a personal vow to dip my feet into all five oceans on this planet at some point.  Once I tackle the first one, I will plan to  visit Rob, Anne, Bobby, Paige and Harrison in San Francisco to dip my feet in the Pacific!