birthday present

My sister and I headed to the beach with four kids between us to celebrate my impending 33rd birthday. We drove to Popham Beach, which for anyone who has never been, is one of the most beautiful sand beaches in Maine.





Baby Braeden, who is 9 months younger than Maya and outweighs her by a good 5 pounds.

Maya, heading off to talk to people we don't know.

And sitting down to have a chat with them.

Ella and Michaela, dubbed Storm Carver and White Lightning Temple, were the official seagull chasers on the beach. I think if Ella had a Native American name it would be Chases Seagulls. But we went with comic book names instead.

Atop Fox Island which you can walk out to via sand bar when the tide goes out.

Kathryn and her cuties.

The view of Popham from Fox Island. At high tide, all that sand is underwater. Hard to believe the little 'ol moon is that powerful...

And this one...just because it is so quintessentially "the beach."

Thanks for a fun day family. Can't think of a better gift from a sister to a sister...