Thanksgiving vacation - the first

We flew to California and went straight to my sisters house, where we met up with her and my parents and the beach. The beach is my girl's favorite thing in the world, I think. I'm guessing she'd chose the beach over candy, toys, friends, food...
So, even though it was about 55 degrees outside, she charged into the water in complete happiness. I wasn't so daring as I value the feeling in my extremities, so her dad braved the freezing water. After she fell down, I declared her done because she was shaking too much. Once she stopped shaking, she was ready to go back. I gave her to her Grandpa instead, and grandpa hugs are a close second to the beach.