We played in the waves for more than an hour. Peanut was in her glory, but we had to get back to the house for dinner. So Peanut bid adieu to the beach for now by performing a "sand angel." A shower quickly followed.
The next day, bright and early, Peanut asked me every five minutes if we could go to the beach. A full day of fun in the sun was in order. Once I had eaten breakfast, inhaled coffee, and had my mandatory "reading time" in the bathroom, we left. We arrived so early, we had beaten the lifeguards. As the three of us waded in the crashing waters of the Atlantic Ocean, Peanut holding our hands either for support or to catapult herself higher over the waves, she boldly declared this "the best day ever." Already. It wasn't even 10am.
Here are some of the highlights.
|Stars and stripes forever|
|to shining sea|
|Her drip castle|
|Dora ice cream pop after beach|
|She's serious about mini golf|
|Peanut takes the wheel|