Childhood in the surf

I'm slowly working through the 1,300+ pictures we took when we were in Florida over the Christmas/New Year's holiday. My eventual goal is to get the majority of the worthwhile ones posted onto my Flickr photo site (see photo strip to the right or click here.) But all this is taking time that I do not currently have. Skipping from one bout of flu/cold to another doesn't help, either.

Still, I do want to share some of the cooler moments from our adventure. This one qualifies. All I did was stand in the surf and watch our kids be kids. It was one of those moments of parenthood that I hope I remember forever; one where everything was just right, and I didn't want it to end.

There's something magical about the exuberance of a child, and I think I saw it in each of our munchkins that day. Here, Noah practices his running-through-water skills as only a five-year-old boy can.

I was seriously worried we'd never convince him to get out of the water.