Tropical Storm

This morning we woke up to the first tropical storm of the season.  Like most mentally balanced people, we took it as a sign that it was a great day to head to the beach.  It did turn out awesome though because there were zero tourists, it was cloudy and cool, and we never felt a drop of rain.  I happen to be partial to the beach during storms since Brent and I shared our nuptials on the beach with a looming hurricane in the background.  We aren't skerd.  Wyatt fluttered around in the surf whole time singing little songs under his breath.  I can't remember a time where I've seen him more content.  It filled me up.

Taking it all in.

This shirt's got to go!

Loving life.