Connor Vs. the Ocean

Our little fearless boy Connor met his first wave the other day on the way to L.A. After a few tentitive first steps on the fluffy beach sand he was comfortable and ready to run. When he noticed the water he headed right for the still wet sand neither he nor I realized how big the next wave coming toward the coast was or how far in it would bring the water. Before I could catch him he was running on the wet sand and just as I yelled stop and he turned around the tide rushed up around him, the force pushing him to his hands and knees and the freezing ocean water washed up over his shoulders. My poor boy was terrified, I grabbed him and to his credit he only cried for a moment. Following are a few pictures of before his episode and after. Yesterday he asked when he could go in the water again. Watta Boy.