My mom was in town, so we went down to the only acceptable beach in SoCal…Newport. Suffice it to say, Brit was a fan.

At one point, he started crawling backward down the beach toward the water…in a round about kind of way. It was the same thing he does when he’s about to go down stairs backwards. Every once in a while he’d stop and look behind him to see where he was, then start backing up again.

We’ll have to make an effort to go down more often. It’s just so crowded on Saturdays when Mark can go with us. We should take advantage of it while we’re here though.