Sharks

At the dentist today the hygienist x-rayed Lyla's teeth and showed us the adult teeth behind the baby teeth.  She looked like Jaws.  And once again the gentleness of the hygienist and dentist allowed Lyla to continue her belief that a teeth cleaning is a highly pleasant activity, not a horrifying torture.  Maybe I should ask my hygienist to send me home with a foam ice cream cone gun.

Back at home, I packed the kids into the Burley and took them to the beach.

Definitely time to do swimming lessons again with Lyla.

Three hours later, we headed home, and they napped until Julie came home and we woke them up for dinner.  Boom.