Last week, we spent a lovely afternoon at the beach. For me, really, there is nothing like the crashing of waves and the feeling of sand under bare feet. It was also a great joy to watch how Shira, who last year was reserved to mildly afraid of the sea, leapt in - under careful supervision, at her own pace - and squealed with delight when hit by wave after wave.
Later, back home... in the car, little ones full of sand and salt, falling fast asleep... already looking forward to the next beach outing. I think we all are, too. :)
I hope your weekend was/is lovely likewise.