Yeah, I'm really behind on these. At some point in August, or possibly July, I took the kids to a beach because Casey told me he wanted to build sandcastles. Of course, I ended up doing all the building. But Darby was happy to hold a shovel and take all the credit.
It was actually kind of chilly that day, but Casey braved the water. There were two lifeguards watching, and no one at the beach except for us, so I let him go in by himself up to his waist.
Then the kids wanted to play at the playground. It was close to the beach, and the place was practically deserted, so I just left the beach toys in the sand instead of hauling them around. An hour or so later, the kids wanted to go back to the beach, and by that time another family had arrived with a toddler boy, and the boy had been playing with Casey and Darby's trucks. No big deal, except that I had inadvertently left the bulldozer next to the sandcastle. Toddler boy ... bulldozer ... sandcastle ... you can pretty much guess what happened.
Casey was upset, and the other family was really apologetic (they thought the castle had been abandoned, which it basically was, considering how long we were at the playground). I assured them it was no big deal. I mean, we were practically asking for it, leaving that kind of setup behind.
And then we had a picnic lunch. It's so rare that I get two boys in one photo, who cares if they're chewing with their mouths open?
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