We took Quinne and Sloane to the beach and did some serious shell hunting.
We're good little buddies.
We buried Tommy in the sand so he couldn't follow us (kidding).
We all had fun playing in the waves.
I was having such a great time that I had to be torn away from the waves.
And Tommy wore his sunglasses home so no one would know he was sleeping. Too bad his snoring gave him away.
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