Ian's Fish

The restaurant's kiddie menu said, "Draw a fish," so Ian did. We're not sure why it has a saddle, but it's still quite good for the work of a four-year-old, we think.

Ahoy, Matey!

Ian has worn this hat around all over Ocracoke and particularly enjoyed having it for this play area outside the Village Craftsmen shop on Howard Street. Cam got a hat too but doesn't seem to enjoy wearing his as much.

Snack Time

Ian and Elena share a snack on the beach.

Searching for Shells

While Cam and his Nana preferred the traditional standing-and-looking method of shell-hunting, I chose the rather unconventional floating-and-touching approach, which was singularly unsuccessful but helped soothe my sunburned shoulders. In the end we came away with a few sand dollars, a few more olive shells, several large cockle shells, and more scallop shells than anyone has a right to.

Ian in the Sand

Ian seemed to enjoy the beach almost as much as Cam, though he was generally more keen on digging in the sand than on splashing in the surf.

Cam Soaked

Though a bit hesitant about the waves the first day, Cam quickly got accustomed to them and by mid-week was playing in the surf like a trooper. He still would sometimes come in to dry his face on a towel but only so he could rush right back out to play in the water more.

Libby Sleeping

While the rest of us played in the surf or hunted for shells, Libby generally slept during our times at the beach.