At the tail end of a long, hot summer day, we whiled away the fleeting hours of daylight down at the dock.
Little Elsa checked out the salt life for the first time.
We checked the crab traps, freshly baited with sharks and stingrays from the river. (yuck) Three and counting!
The littles scurried down under the dock into the marsh mud to catch fiddler crabs.
And after all of that, we rinsed off as best we could...
... and cooled down with a cold drink of water.
This never gets old.
These are the days memories are made of.
xoxo
Little Elsa checked out the salt life for the first time.
We checked the crab traps, freshly baited with sharks and stingrays from the river. (yuck) Three and counting!
The littles scurried down under the dock into the marsh mud to catch fiddler crabs.
And after all of that, we rinsed off as best we could...
... and cooled down with a cold drink of water.
This never gets old.
These are the days memories are made of.
xoxo
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