Last week was my first trip to see the ocean, and I still can't figure out how they put all that water in there. Luckily, I had grandparents to hold me the whole visit, so it wasn't too intimidating.
Playing in the sand was fun but Grandmom wouldn't let me taste any of it. Why can't I taste the ground? I mean, I lick the rug at home all the time and no one complains. Except Mom and Dad. And Jonathan too.
I still don't understand how Jonathan played that much in the big waves. The little ones were trying to pull me away. It was still pretty fun, though.
But next time, I want a boogie board.
2 comments:
Oh Emma, you are such a sweetheart. So happy you enjoyed the water and especially the sand!!! Hopefully, we can do it again.
Love you.
Grandmom Linda
So glad noboday let you taste the sand, Emma. It's not any good, not
even with catsup.
Love to all,
Aunt Pat
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