remember him? well, the good news is, he's alive. and hairier than ever. my only regret is that i did not get a picture so i could update you on his status (because that hairier than ever comment was not just wasted words. he really is hairier than ever).
last saturday we went to the beach. the weather was awesome and we even got in for free without lying (new for me). the beach is much more fun with an almost 2-year-old instead of an almost 1-year-old. last year ava's beach limit was set at about an hour and she wanted to eat everything; the blanket, the chair, the food, the sand, the seaweed, the seagulls--it didn't matter. if it was there and if it was beachy, she wanted it in her mouth. now she plays without an old cigarette butt rolling around in her slobbery little mouth.
ryan tried to take her to the water, but she freaked out (think barnacle-like clinging) so they went for a walk instead. i think she said "hi" to everyone she encountered. and there were a lot of people there that day (a lot). then they made sand castles. ava was totally into it. until the water came too close: