I couldn't help but hear Susan Boyle singing "Perfect Day" in my head while walking along the beach last evening with Marty. "It's such a perfect day...I'm glad I spent it with you."
This first full day at the beach offered the perfect temperatures with plenty of sunshine and only one looming black cloud that somehow managed to roll by without affecting our beach time.
Little Finn is keeping us all on our toes as he is one busy guy always on the move. He was enjoying the early morning beach time, sitting on Marty's short beach chair, when suddenly, he tumbled forward into the sand. Somehow, he managed to balance himself on his belly, with both arms, legs, and face held off the ground, reminding me of a turtle. He really doesn't like the feel of the sand and it is entertaining to watch him attempt to pick off any sand that accumulates on his body.
But he loves to point his finger and yell at the ocean. Perhaps he is scaring all of the fishies away. He certainly does make enough noise!
An evening game of Canasta resulted in Jim and Heather killing Amy and me. OK, so maybe it wasn't such a "Perfect Day" after all!
Your tale of time at the beach with your family brings back treasured thoughts of those vacation days spent on the shores of Lake Erie and the Atlantic with my family while growing up. What wonderful memories you are making for your children... and for Finn, of course! Thank you for sharing them with us. Enjoy!
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