Monday, August 3, 2009
beach days: flying
i'm pretty good in playing with the boys. getting in to it. the running, throwing stones, fooling around, getting my hands dirty and hair wet. but dad beats me. he runs faster, jumps higher, throws you higher in to the air. he's stronger and he takes it a little bit further than me.
but hey, that's ok. i don't mind coming in second. gives me more time to relax, watch and enjoy the view. i'm pretty good at that too.
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And you´re pretty good in taking gorgeous pictures! ;)
ReplyDeleteGreat pics - your boys must loooove flying like that :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, i love these shots! I love watching how differently mom's play with their kids versus their dad's. These are so great!
ReplyDeletewonderful shots. and thank goodness you sit some things out. otherwise, who would be taking these lovely pictures?
ReplyDeletehigh five to your husband. he's an awesome pilot.
Dads are made for air-throwing and twirling their kids around and around! Love the photos!
ReplyDeleteGreat shots of the flying boy. It's just two different kinds of play, and they compliment each other.
ReplyDeletemy man takes our kids sailing and we watch him wind surfing from the beach. The kids eager to learn, me just being there, watching and encouraging. These photos are fantastic. The light and the joy. Life!
ReplyDeletethese pictures are just adorable!
ReplyDeleteGreat pics!
ReplyDeleteI am in Tel Aviv at the moment. We come once or twice a year and though it is crowded in August, we always have such a great time at the beach especially when the sun sets.