Aunt Carol rented a house in Pacific Beach. We went down for a night, then walked and rode our bikes the next day on the beach. Mike, Crystal, Jaidyn, Grammy & Grampy were there too.



Mason took his job of collecting and carrying (even in his hood) sand dollars. They were very serious about it, even insisted on bringing them home. (Yet still haven't noticed that they "accidentally" got left at Grammy and Grampy's.) Aunt Carol took them to the special place where the birds were resting on the beach, which signalled the motherload of sand dollars.

And, of course, Kenzie found a critter...a dead jellyfish. She and I made big circles in the sand with our bikes that outlined a "snowman," then the jellyfish became the mouth with a couple of sand dollars as eyes.

Mason didn't have a bike, so I let him ride with me.



And, not to be outdone...