When we finally arrived, we headed right for the beach so everyone could get their beans out while we waited for our cottage to be ready. William loved the sand, Bailee was in heaven chasing her ball, and Matthew was content just being carried.
During our 4 day/3 night stay, we had tons of fun digging, walking along the beach, searching for sand dollars and shells, Matthew loved crawling in the sand, walking the wooded trail to the beach, going to the park, walking around the neighborhood while William rode his "motorcycle" (aka radio flyer scoot-about), going to the community swimming pool, renting a bicycle and towing William behind, making rootbeer floats, s'mores, and enjoying each other's company.
William was pretty funny too during the trip. He called footprints in the sand "sand feet." Got his feet wet despite trying to run from the encroaching water as fast as he could. After that, he was constantly asking if the water was coming. And, while on Daddy's shoulders, he would ask "Hi water, what are you doing?" To a dead seagull, that I didn't even think he had seen or realized what it was, asked "Hi bird, what are you doing, are you sleeping?" To the slugs we saw everywhere, he asked "did that come out of me?" I guess he thought the slugs looked like his poop.
We can't wait to go again!
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