Charlie's First (Real) Day at the Beach

Whoa... what the?

Okay, it's cool. I like the beach.

And the sea.

Ooh. Dunk me again!

Aww yeah.

Systematically destroying daddy's sand castles is F-U-N!

A (demolition) job well done.

I kick. I splash. I kick.

I shall not small in group photos. Except marginally, in ones where a drop of water on the lens obfuscates my happiness.

Time to rinse off. Sand in me cracks. All of 'em.

(hey - it's hard to get all the cracks)

Aah. That's better.

The beach was so much fun I need to refuel by shoveling food in my face (literally).

And it was so much fun for daddy he needs to refuel by shoveling ME into his face.