son of a beach

we took Max to the beach for the first time sunday afternoon.
he was not very happy about it. i think it was an assault upon his senses
--the salt air, the waves crashing,
dogs barking, the bright sunlight--
it was just all a bit too much for his 10th week in this world.

this is our first family photo outside of the hospital.
the photographer doesn't get in front of the camera much.
what a trio!

Max wasn't the only one to have an assault on his senses that afternoon. all i wanted to do was take a nice snapshot of the beautiful bridge, but when i began editing this photo my sense of morality was under fire.

{click on the photo below for a better view--if you dare}

i'm not going to sit here and criticize heavenly father's children
and how they choose to live their lives
(perhaps my feelings are apparent in my observations, but it is quite unsettling).
all i can say is that if the Savior had been walking
down the beach that afternoon i think he would have been saddened.