Beach, birds and music in the home

November at the beach.

The hot weather that is providing the perfect opportunity for fires to rage also provided us with one more swimsuit beach day last Friday.
Rebecca and her friends actually played in the water and had a great time. Joseph chased the birds and I got soaked trying to take pictures of the kids.

Pure joy



Joseph (look closely) and the parting of the birds



Keep parting, I'm coming through...



I did it!




One of my friends and some of our kids.

It gets dark so early now! In the summer we were used to staying this late and it was such a different feeling. But seeing the sunset has its own charm.

We were driving in the car on our way home from the beach in the traffic, in the dark, listening to classical music. Rebecca said: "I like music. I'm glad we have music. Without music, home just wouldn't feel like home."
Amen to that.

Daddy's voice

Anyone that knows Warren at all knows he has a beautiful voice. He sings in the crooner style, like Frank Sinatra and Harry Connick Jr. Today Joseph and I were at Trader Joe's. They were playing that kind of music in the store. As we were exiting the store a Frank Sinatra song came on and Joseph looked in the direction of the music and asked: "Daddy?" "Sorry, honey, no, it's not Daddy, but you're daddy is just as good."