Owen was old enough to enjoy the sand and explore the beach. He and his dinosaur collected muscle shells along the shore and made piles of sand for the joy of stomping on them. It was all fun and games until he threw his dino towards the water and a wave swept Mr. Dinosaur up. Daddy had to come to the rescue. From that point on when the waves came toward Owen he would say, "No!". I'm not sure if he was upset that it took his dino or that daddy had to go out to get him.
We went to our favorite local restaurants, enjoyed the rhododendrons in bloom at the botanical gardens, went to an estate sale in an old cabin, swam at an indoor pool with a lazy river and walked down the boardwalk to see seals. We spent most nights in the cottage enjoying the sunset through the redwoods and watching movies. I'm grateful for the time we had together making memories.
