Beachy Keen

Yesterday Studly Doright and I took the visiting grandkids to St. George Island for a bit of beach time. The granddaughters and I are beach people. My husband and our grandson are not. Note Studly’s scowl and Garrett’s total disregard for the sand and surf.

Meanwhile, McKayla (below, left) and Harper had fun wrestling the boogie board. I say “wrestling” because neither ever managed to actually ride the darned thing.

Much hilarity ensued while I kept an eye out for any dangers. I didn’t relax much on this beach trip. Still, the sun was glorious and the water was wonderful.

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

13 thoughts on “Beachy Keen”

  1. When I first saw the top photo I thought you were wearing bunny ears. I thought, why is she wearing a bunny ear headband to the beach? Then I realized it was knees, not sure whose knees but definitely knees not bunny ears.

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