Seaside, Oregon

For two glorious weeks, our family, along with my mother, had the privilege of going to Seaside, Oregon. We spent hours on the beach, enjoying the waves as well as seeing the local sights.

Little crabby

Micah enjoying the sand. His face was just a little bit covered in sand, until I said, "Why don't you just rub sand all over your face and hair?" He took me seriously.

Munson Creek Falls: an unexpected stop on our trip. Literally, we saw a sign for the falls on the side of the road and just decided to go down the road until we found the falls. It was less than 2km from the highway and a nice short walk from the parking lot. Plus, they were beautiful falls. The only downside is that the downed tree in front of us was the end of the trail and as close as we could get to the falls. The trail had closed due to all the downed trees and debris.

A highlight of our trip: riding the stream train. The boys absolutely LOVED it. It was a half hour trip each way with a half hour layover in the middle. It was the right length and absolutely gorgeous scenery.

Young River Falls: beautiful stop and a nice place to play in the river.

The view from the Astoria Tower. We threw little balsam airplanes off the top and watched them sail away. We also did a hike for the first time to the Cathedral tree (another unexpected trip). It was a little longer of a hike than expected, but the boys did great considering it was snack time and a lot of uphill. I, on the other hand, complained the whole way. Never let a pregnant lady, just recently over morning sickness, miss snack time and then expect her to walk uphill for a few kilometers.

The boys at the beach, chasing seagulls

Playing in the waves

Digging a whole to the Philippines so that the boys can visit Cody and Makai. Apparently it will take 10 hours, according to Joel. The hole got so deep that Joel built stairs so he can touch the bottom.

Goofing off at the beach

Love Micah's face as the waves splash up. This little guy loves the water!

Joel showing his bravery as he plays in the waves. This boy was fearful of the water, but occasionally was brave enough to venture out by himself.