tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359191142520359550.post2303063894610313231..comments2023-09-09T08:26:29.974-06:00Comments on Ruminations of a Mouse: The Beach!!Katscratchmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01778217819266820697noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359191142520359550.post-66217966116009421722008-08-26T08:57:00.000-06:002008-08-26T08:57:00.000-06:00You should totally post it. I kept trying to get A...You should totally post it. I kept trying to get Audrey on film doing something funny, but she seems to have some sort of radar for when I have my camera out.Katscratchmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01778217819266820697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359191142520359550.post-6063514085748447342008-08-25T22:50:00.000-06:002008-08-25T22:50:00.000-06:00When we went on our family trip to California earl...When we went on our family trip to California earlier this year in May, our son Jacob was also scared of the ocean. As we were walking on the beach, and we got within view, he started to cry and literally ran in the opposite direction. I think I video taped it. I'll have to post it on my blog.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15795459258280159793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359191142520359550.post-68267910047079644502008-08-25T12:42:00.000-06:002008-08-25T12:42:00.000-06:00Great photos! Almost like being there. Of course, ...Great photos! Almost like being there. Of course, I also prefer looking at the ocean rather than being in it for sundry reasons. Getting sand on my feet and between my toes is entirely more than sufficient. Even so, after I get back in the car, brush the sand from my feet, and slip on my sandals, my feet still feel cruddie and coated with oceanic protozoans. (Shudder) Think of Mr. Monk at the beach—that’s me (almost).Trilliumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797053684360287558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359191142520359550.post-84877132248279999702008-08-25T12:28:00.000-06:002008-08-25T12:28:00.000-06:00Oh, don't get me started on how many showers it to...Oh, don't get me started on how many showers it took to get all the sand and residue completely... For several days I thought I had it all and found some more in my belly button.. urgg! Sorry.. WAY too much info on that one..Katscratchmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01778217819266820697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359191142520359550.post-16531039685841224282008-08-25T10:54:00.000-06:002008-08-25T10:54:00.000-06:00Yes, I, too, am a flower printed whale with a real...Yes, I, too, am a flower printed whale with a really bad farmer tan. It was a sad day when I discovered that I prefered sitting on the beach looking at the water than actually being in it. I don't like sand inbetween places...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com