I know, more pictures of the beach. But it’s so simple to do! The boys have a blast throwing rocks into the water and I get to loll on a weathered, broken chaise and read books under the sun. I almost have a tan, too. Seriously, I’m like a deep, dark, ivory.
Okay, I’ll be good. No more boring pictures of the same 20 yard stretch of beach. Maybe tomorrow we will venture out to neighboring cities and–surprise, surprise–take more pictures. Just not of the beach, I promise…ish.