Lilly LOVED the beach! She loved the waves, the sand, the everything! She squealed and giggled as each little wave came. She loved standing with her feet planted in the wet sand and waiting for the water to come and go on her little legs. (Actually they're not very little but you know what I mean.)It was quite the adventure journeying down to the beach from the campsite with the kids and ALL the baby gear packed in the wagon. I thought I was going to lose my mind, it was a little stressful with 2 little babies and the hubbies gone at work. It was all worth it though cause Lil enjoyed every second of her third trip to the beach!
Please note Brookie's extreemly modest swimsuit...it was extreemly difficult to get off. I took her on a run to the potty with Lilly in one hand I tried to get her swimmer off and it just didn't happen in time. She missed it. Oopsies!
I'm responsible for this...Ian snacking on a little sand. Oopsies again, #2 for Aunt Pip.
I thought I was going to pee my pants this time watching these two bobble heads bounce around in the big wheel wagon. It was quite the site to see. Us girls had no control over that wagon, especially going down hill. If the boys saw us I don't think they'd ever let us go to the beach alone with the kids again. I'm just glad we all came out alive!
Her favorite toy was Grandma Diane's set of measuring spoons.
By the end of the day she was a mess! She was burnt and had sand stuck to every inch of her body but she didn't mind ANY of it!
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