That's nap time. We skipped it yesterday, so during and after their afternoon post-lake bath, the kids were insane. "There's no way you're getting them down," I said to Julie as Rowan raced past, hid in the disgusting, never-washed, E. Coli curtains (negating the bath) and Lyla chased him.
But Julie did it, earning her 900 points. So now the score is 900-2. I'll mount a comeback; just watch.
I have a bunch of beach photos on the other camera, so I'll post them eventually. Among them is a fish that Julie sculpted in the sand. It's basically a penis with fins.
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