Beach Days

Since we live a mile from the beach we like to go as often as possible I'm willing to clean up all the sand and lug all of our stuff and Finley to the lake.  It's a job! And in the middle of the day when the sand is hot it's darn near impossible.  (Especially when the flies are biting and you can feel the skin burning off your feet - true story, I did come home with blisters this summer because I carried e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g plus Finley through scorching hot sand.  Thankfully, Teague had his shoes and not flip-flops.)