We spent Saturday and Sunday down at the beach. You spent all afternoon saturday, playing in the rocks throwing them up against the hill. I sat there thinking we need to find you someone to toss the ball around with. I am not too patient with that. Then you dug for sand crabs, and played with nina the dog. We sat in the surf for a little while, and went out into the waves some. You ate chips, yogos, and had apple juice. Then we went home. Sunday, you played in the sand all day, went for a walk with lexi, and carol. The water was beautiful down at Santa Clause lane.
We had a great time at the beach both days. I am glad that life has led us here. You seem to be also.
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I have to keep a journal for the young-un, and since I am NO good at doing it on paper, here goes.
About the son
This is about and for my son. I want to be able to keep track of all the cute things he says, like he calls candy canes, candy bones. Or when he says he doesn't like something, he says, "I can't want it". And he says, "good idea." you know, stuff like that.
