One of my main goals of our trip to LA was to swim with the boys in the ocean. When we are in Pismo/Shell Beach it's never warm enough to swim. Dave took us to his old stompin' grounds from when his Dad lived in Playa Del Rey. We found a good spot on the beach and set up our spot. Gannon wasn't quite sure of playing by or in the water and just wanted to play in the sand. It didn't take him long watching Garrett and I run from the waves and he was right there with us. For at least an hour we ran from the water as it came in and walked back down to do it all over again. Gannon was very brave after a bit and wanted to walk out far, not realizing that the water comes in very fast. I had to keep a very close eye on this little crazy and even scoop him up a few times. Both boys took a fall into the water and got all the way wet scaring them for a minute, but both recovered quickly and were back at it again. It was tons of fun to play in the water and watch them get so excited and have the biggest smiles!
We met up with Papa Dave and took the boys to the Shack, another one of Dave's favorites as a kid, and I went with Lisa around the corner to the Harbor Room for a bloody Mary. The Harbor Room is the smallest bar in LA and full of locals that are all great pals. Lisa said they call it God's Waiting Room! It was tons of run to sit and have a drink with this crowd and listen to them all tease each other to no end.
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