Last Day at the Beach

The day for which there are no photos started out beautiful. We rushed to the beach. Then, we looked over to the pier and could barely see it. A strange fog starting to come in. Within the hour, you could barely see the shore from the beach. Most of the family played Bocce Ball, but I stayed under the umbrella because I was super tired and cold. Baby was about to crash so I cuddled her while she slept.

The next day, we were lucky. We got a beautiful day! Everything was perfect. It was chilly when we got there. We had Baby in her little sweatsuit, but seconds later, we took that off so she could play.

She played until she and Nephew fell asleep. Both

of them were adorable asleep on the beach. Both played so hard and tried to stay awake as long as possible so they wouldn't miss anything, but that only works for so long.

In the afternoon, a strange mass swept along the beach. We watched it creep in over the water. It was like a horror movie. We watched this strange brown wave come closer and closer. Then, we figured it out. It was a giant floating island of seaweed. It crept on shore and totally grossed us out. Still, the water wasn't too bad, and the sun was out. You can't ask for more on the last day of a vacation.