She was content to scoop sand and water in her "swimming pool"that Grandpa, Daddy, Aunts Sara and Alisha, and Uncle Stephen dug for her.
Most of his time was spent running ...
with a few pauses to check out the current sand creations
and to have random conversations with any stranger that was willing to listen
and then it was back to running.
They didn't stop all day, until Grandpa discovered a way to keep them down.
My mom and I were there, too. Lounging. Making sandwiches.
Swimming. Reading. Sleeping.
Swimming. Reading. Sleeping.
(OK, I didn't swim. Sadly enough. Obvious reasons.)
... you know, all the necessary activities to make it a
PERFECT DAY ON THE BEACH
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