The collecting beach. Somewhere in Oregon.

This was the Little Man's favorite beach.  It was relatively warm (not the water though!), empty of people and full of collectibles, and easy to get to ;)   There were more treasures than he had ever even dreamed of.... and he tried to collect them all :)

 He also really liked the dunes.  The cliffs were great for flying off and the huge hills were fantastic for "skiing" and sliding.

He spent hours looking, searching, collecting.  Here are a few of his favorite things:

The kid was so peaceful.  Just serenely content.

He spent forever playing with the water around this rock.  The tide had created a small pool that would fill and recede.  It was like watching two children play hide and go seek together.  He would hide on the rock and wait and wait and wait and wait.... until the tide finally rose high enough to surround the rock with water.  Then Splash!  He would laugh with all of his Being and jump into the new river cackling.

E and P.

I wish I could remember what was so funny :)  P and I collectin'.

We stayed until the tide rolled back in and our tummies were unusually empty.  The child said he would be content to live his life. right. there.  I think he probably would, too ;)