Weâ€™ve been a bit busy of late, which Iâ€™ll likely get into later on this blog. But I wanted to share a quick glimpse of how we spent our Sunday afternoon, back at the old house.
After a couple of days of shells, sandcastles and beach football, the small people opted to try a new game.
This game wasnâ€™t given a name, but it involved racing across the beach with at least one small person on the back of another small person.
Each race was relatively short-lived.
But the last race was the shortest of them all.
Good thing that, while she thinks sheâ€™s 5 going on 25, her brother knows otherwise.