Easter Sunday was an absolutely beautiful day. The weather was just perfect and I can't think of a better way to spend a holiday then taking my little Luke to the ocean for the first time. He didn't care too much for it though. Granted the water was pretty cold, but the minute the water touched his little chubby feet he started to cry. I'm sure it's pretty intimidating to a 9 month old. It still makes me stop and think about how small we all really are when standing at the edge. It's a truly amazing sight and I'm so glad I've been able to experience it so many times in my life. Blake had a better time. He liked to walk along the edge and look for shells with his Daddy. He also liked playing in the sand.
And the best part of all...my boys decided it was the perfect place to nap so Daddy and I got to relax and nap ourselves. 
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