No trip to Los Angeles is complete without a drive to the beach. It seemed a fine way to spend the last morning of the grandparents' visit. Spencer skipped preschool so that he could accompany us to the Del Rey Lagoon and playground where he climbed this rock structure.
Nico checked out the view from the tunnel underneath. He walked through with only a slight tilt of his head. Soon he will be too tall to manage such a feat.
The two brothers dug in the sand together for a few moments before rushing off in separate directions.
Grandma showed Nico how to dig with a bulldozer.
The lagoon sits right across the street from the beach. As we approached the ocean, Nico paused, looking at the waves with trepidation. "Crash," he said. That's been his favorite word of late. He would go no farther. I picked him up and walked a little closer but Nico made it clear he wanted to keep his distance. We sat and looked at the waves for a while. "Crash," he repeated. Nico seemed to sense the ocean's power.
Before we left, we snapped a family portrait with the ocean as a backdrop. This visit has flown by but the memories will last us until the next trip and beyond.
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