So when we arrived we headed straight to the beach. It was twilight, a little windy, and still a bit warm out... In other words, it was perfect. You know, I can't really imagine exactly what is going on in Twila's head some times. I know her moods via her expressions but I some times wish I could know what thoughts were passing through her mind.
How crazy is it to see the ocean for the first time? To stick your feet in an unknown texture and then have them sucked into the sand as the hugest bath tub you've ever seen rolls over them and away, over them and away... It's gotta be...well, I don't know...I was going to say "crazy" but that's not the right adjective...how about "amusing"? No, not strong enough..."amazing"? Um, well, I am blank. It obviously impressed her as the ocean's waves created noises and moved the light around like she's never seen before. But I suppose that the wind in her hair and the sand at her feet was just as unique as anything she's done or felt for the first time. And so, she was giddy! She was content as we walked out to the water. She wasn't fearful but instead seemed captivated. Her eyes widened a bit. She continued looking up as I bent over to place her toes in the water coming onto shore. She lifted her feet for a second (maybe the water was too cold) but then very quickly she put her feet back in curiously. Then she splashed her legs up and down excitedly like when she's excited about anything-the leg pumping thing kills me every time! Then the water went back out to sea and the shore sucked her little toes into the sand-she LOVED that. It was a lot of fun.