Sand and Surf

The beach was FRIGID (maybe I just have thin Florida blood now). The high was like 73degrees, so the water was painfully cold. The kids didn't seem to mind--even when their lips were purplish blue. They especially had fun chasing waves, and being buried in the sand. Some were buried standing up, and some laying down. Marissa loved it, but I think Chandler is clostrophobic, like me. The kids sure had fun burying Uncle Jon--just look at his poor ear. To top it off, Grandpa built a sand castle on top.