Sunday Night at the Beach: Dr. Peds brings Food

It was a little hairy getting to the rocky beach on Sunday evening, but we made it.  I was a little grumpy by the time we got there, so Dr. Peds sent me off on my kayak while he cooked supper on the grill and put the finishing touches on some ribs that he had been cooking on his grill that afternoon.

The waves were not big on the Lake, but they were heaving a bit more than I was used to, which was kind of fun in a way, and felt a bit adventurous.

When I arrived back with my kayak, some of our friends and their kids had dropped by to eat with us, and the conversation was good.  The food was also good.

Mr. Trouble on Feet positively adores ribs.  He will eat them, and eat them, and eat them.  He calls them “rib cake” because he believes they taste just as good as real cake.  Dr. Peds loves that he’s so enamored with ribs.

Side note:  I’m convinced ribs have to be THE messiest food for kids to eat.