First Time at the Beach

After spending some time at Jeremy's company picnic in Golden Gate park (where Noah spent most of the time devouring his shoes) we headed down to Santa Cruz for the weekend. Since Melanie and Tony were still at work and it was absolutely gorgeous out we headed to the beach. We weren't really prepared, we just took off our shoes and plopped ourselves down. Noah was immediately mesmerized by the way the sand felt on his toes. I was getting ready to head back to the car for a blanket for him to sit on when he fell over, face first, in the sand. We quickly picked him up and once we were sure he was okay and not crying we burst into laughter. The poor little guy had sand all over his face, in his nose and mouth. It was everywhere. He didn't seem to mind at all and just let us brush him off. We were picking sand out of his crevices all night long.