I got home with the kids at 3:45. Michael's been working sort of non-stop lately. He's home when we walk in the door and he says to me, 'It's so hot. Wanna go to the beach?' This is one of the reasons I love Michael. Of course it's 88 degrees in the Middle of May in Savannah. So off to Tybee we went. Last summer was a little scary, as Elsie, at 21 months, would fearlessly run into the water and fall over under a wave until we literally pulled her out. This happened about every 24 seconds. This year is exponentially safer. Elsie has developed a healthy fear of the waves, and only sat with me near the edge. She loves the waves washing over her feet and belly. Elliot loves to jump into the waves as they break. Michael, as you see here, likes to build sand castles.
It had been 2 hours before we knew it, so we ate on the road and headed home. Hopefully this is the first of many beach trips this summer. I still can't believe we live 25 minutes from the water!
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