The conversation I overheard while taking this picture.
T.J.: (upset and yelling) Stop! Breana, what are you doing?
Breana: I'm washing you. You're dirty.
T.J.: (happy) Okay.
Building sand castles.
Taking a break from swimming.
We go to baby beach in sprecklesville. After T.J. (and I) took a tumble in a wave he won't let us go any where else. The waves are obviously baby and the kids had a hard time trying to boogie board. They laid on the board on the beach and let the waves come to them. They loved it!!
More sand castles.