M's saddest moment on our trip - he pinched the inside of his thigh on a toy -
And back to his normal self...
Wow! While we were there Pappy hung the swing that Nana's daddy had built. It was at the Riva in VA for the longest time, and last summer, when Lindsay helped us drive down, we stopped and picked it up on the way. Nana restored it, and here it is!
I love this! We pulled up to play on a rapidly disappearing sandbar one day! You instantly sink two or three inches into the sand (this one never dries out properly), but it is what we call "clean," which means very little (if any) seaweed, etc. growing around where you're walking/playing/swimming.
See? M doesn't know to keep moving his feet every few seconds, and so his have sunk clear up to his ankles!
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Looks like everyone had great fun.
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