Alan’s off I don’t know where. It’s not that he disappeared, it’s that I can’t remember what city he’s in. He’s somewhere six hours south of us at a paintball tournament. He left yesterday morning. I think he took his computer with him and maybe he has internet access so I’m going to post a bunch of our beach pictures so he can miss us even more than he already misses us.

We went to this beach in Pacifica with Olinda. The night before, Isabelle kept bringing sewing thread to me saying “kite!” I dug a kite out from the garage and she ran around the house happily with it trailing behind her. So we decided that a trip to the beach was in order. We could do some kite flying and sand throwing.

Isn’t our kite pretty? We couldn’t manage to get it very high into the air though. Other people had no problems with their kites. Our kite sucks. I guess it just looks pretty but isn’t as functional, though I swear I remember flying it really high before.

Maybe it wasn’t windy enough for our pretty sucky kite.

Isabelle didn’t mind. She had fun playing with sand. She always does. The only thing is, she doesn’t like it under her feet at first. It took her a while to agree to have her shoes taken off.

I don’t know why she’s so picky about how the sand feels seeing as she’ll lie on it. She gets it everywhere, even in her diaper. How does she manage that? It probably didn’t help that at one point she fell into the hole Alan dug. I missed it but Olinda said it was hilarious.

Only picture of me. I really need to remember to get in front of the camera and not always stay behind it.

And the video (password: izzybear):

Beach from Kuky Ideas on Vimeo.