Beach Day

We decided to head to the beach for a friendly competitive game of skee ball with AK and UN.  We had a slight incident Ry threw up all over herself, her car seat and UN, which required us to turn around, so we got off to a later start than planned.  Ry seemed fine, so we chalked it up to a fluke and headed on our merry way.  Skee ball was one by yours truly and Dan, so we got smoked let AK and UN win in basketball to make sure they would still come hang with us again. 


 

 

After all our childish games we headed over to "roll the ball", a personal favorite of mine growing up.  I can remember sitting and playing many games with my Dad, and grandfather.  Ry really seemed to enjoy it too, although she had quite a few instances where her ball accidentally bounced over the glass rather than rolling under.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Post arcade we headed over to Brown's for some beach dinner, only two minutes before our steamer's arrived it happened again.  Ry got sick all over the table.  How embarassing.  (Although, she's not the first in our family to get sick at Brown's).  We cleaned it all up, and Dan found a stray picnic table outside for us to eat our dinner at prior to taking our poor sick girl home.  I guess that is one of the downfalls to having a super happy baby, you never know if they are really sick or not.