Laying and kickin' it up
sand showers with your two little hands
In eyes, nose and mouth. . . I think I am in love!
All afternoon till momma scoops you up and drags you from the beach.
I hope these freckles last
Memorial Day we split up. I took four of them to Crystal Beach. Savannah and her Dad went sailing with our neighbor Staci and sons. It was Brent's way of saying thanks for storing our boat in their tiny backyard the last 8 months. They sailed the same lake we beached at but on the Buffalo side and nowhere near us. Nevertheless, every boat that passed by, Caroline hollered out, "There's Dad!"
All afternoon till momma scoops you up and drags you from the beach.
Memorial Day we split up. I took four of them to Crystal Beach. Savannah and her Dad went sailing with our neighbor Staci and sons. It was Brent's way of saying thanks for storing our boat in their tiny backyard the last 8 months. They sailed the same lake we beached at but on the Buffalo side and nowhere near us. Nevertheless, every boat that passed by, Caroline hollered out, "There's Dad!"
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