Here are the kids playing in the wet, sandy muck at low tide. See the people waaaay in the background? That's the shoreline.
Now when we go to the beach, Luke asks Kevin to dig a big hole.
The lighthouse at Hunting Island. Fletcher climbed to the top, but they wouldn't let Luke in. Kids have to be 44 inches tall. Missed it by 3 inches.
Kevin bought a kite to fly on the beach.
Dinner out - checking out the shrimp boats at the marina.
Silly boys.
Family shot.
Family shot.
Luke was so tired from late nights and no naps that he fell asleep sitting up on the sofa.
Worn out.
Right before he got stung by a jellyfish. Ouch!
This is the bottom of the stairs to our beach house. The tide is coming in. I've never stayed in a place this close to the beach. We couldn't leave anything on the beach or it would float away.
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