brian and i left for the beach around 11am and arrived to find an overcast, sand blowing in your face, pretty chilly on the beach kinda day. owen had a total look of frustration the entire day. he wasnt too thrilled with all that wind and sand and lack of nap time. we've been to the beach twice and owen has yet to experience a hot, sunny day. he met so many people yesterday, i think that every girl there had to hold him and squeeze him and say that his cheeks are chubby. yes, i know, he's got chipmunk cheeks, if he actually ate i'd think he was saving food for later in there.
the greatest thing about going to the beach for the bridge service this year is that we were both able to hold owen and worship with him. what an amazing feeling holding our son and thanking God for bringing him into our lives.