We took the kids to the beach off a bay in Boston.  It didn’t have the waves that struggle and stretch to reach the shore but the kids didn’t miss them.  All that really matters to them is water, sand, & shells.image

Gabriel wasn’t too keen on the beach. The warm sand squishing between his toes for 3 seconds was enough for him.  He decided a relaxing snooze on mom’s lap was his idea of an afternoon at the beach.

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Chris & Justin enjoyed hunting for shells and had a decent collection of various body parts of crabs in addition to a few other shells. Their ultimate treasures were the three hermit crabs they found! You can imagine how much begging I encountered to keep them. In the end, we adhered to our normal catch & release agreement.  As I type this, I’m realizing I left their prized collection of shells in the bucket on the back porch. Sorry Melissa. I meant to take them with us and not leave them for you to deal with.

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Coming to show me his treasures

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The rest of the kids worked on a sand castle and moat.

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The aunt in me lovingly gave my niece a Popsicle to enjoy. The sister in me giggled out loud as I watched it drip down her arm & then watched my brother realize the sticky mess she’d leave behind in his car if he didn’t clean her up first. (This was not his daughter. She’s our brother’s daughter.)

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 Uncle Jacob off to rinse off Sophia