Sanibel Vacation, Volume Two: The Beach

So Sanibel is known for its shells. Bazillions of them - as far as the eye can see. Bending over to pick one up is called the Sanibel Stoop. You can walk the sandbars at low tide and find all kinds of unique shells. They print the most sought-after finds in the newspaper. It's a serious business.

James couldn't care less. That boy would pick up any half broken, ugly, barnacle-ridden shells he could find and use them... to make roads. That's all we heard about all week. "You make a road, mommy?" He even found a way to make a road with his tush.

Mostly he was at peace in the ocean, walking the sandbars, and catching the "waves." Of course, I am joking - there are no waves at Sanibel, BUT occasionally a boat would go by and the wake would make its way to us.

The Sanibel Stoop:

Running with Aunt Cathy:

Join us tomorrow for Volume Three: The Pool and our son, the fish, that LIVED in it.