Here are some pictures of our stay at the beach house (or as Leah insisted we call it: "the Orange House"). We had a wonderful time staying on Navarre Beach for six weeks. We only saw about 10 tar balls total (and they weren't any bigger than a half-inch in diameter)...still we kept the swimming to the Soundside to be on the safe side. (Except for one time that Eric went in the Gulf...with his cell phone in his pocket. Oops! Leah asked him repeatedly why he did it...too funny!) Leah loved finding beautiful shells and playing in the sand with her shovel and bucket. Aine went in the water a couple times...but I don't think she really enjoyed it. She just seemed to tolerate it. We were within walking distance to the Soundside or the Gulf, and we also had a canal out back with a dock on it where we'd feed the fish/seagulls. It was a fantastic experience, and we were so lucky to have had the opportunity to live like we were on a vacation the last couple weeks we lived in Florida. God is so good!
Eric and Leah on Navarre's brand new pier. It's the longest pier in the Gulf (supposedly). We saw someone catch a baby shark and kingfish, saw a ray and a really amazing display of fish flapping around in the water around sunset. Leah also WANTED to touch the dead bait fish...so we let her. Then she saw some dead fish next to a fisherman's cooler. She called them "sad fish".
In the sound, just a couple houses down from ours.
We went with Chris, Tracy and their girls to a popular beach spot in Navarre, called Juana's Pagoda. This is the best shot I got of all four of them (Katherine, Libby, Aine and Leah). Eric was like the pied piper when he got out the kite :)
One of the last nights we were in town. We had wanted to get a family shot on the beach...but of course kept putting it off until there wasn't any time left. I snagged these with my phone, and we'll use one of the next two to put in our "beach photo frame". We are going to glue some of the prettier shells onto the frame. Should be a nice memory...
Eric did look a little too relaxed...he needed some sand on his chest. Good thing Leah was around to help him out.
One of the many beautiful sunsets we saw. It was our nightly ritual to go outside with Leah (and a glass of wine) to watch the sunsets. Leah asked for it every night.