These are the folks that funded the week long party. THANKS GUYS! The red hot chili pepper boys using the skim board. Wes had to pile on the sunscreen over his booboo. See the white streak across his nose? It looks like a breatheRight strip.
New game...wet sand pile up!!!
We missed Ben mucho (he started a new job) but we managed (somehow) to get on without him.
Do you like see-food?
Ma, the beautiful beach babe.
Our church friends, the Buffett's, were there at the same time and we spent an afternoon with them. Here is Dad with their little girl. He's going to be a fun Grandpappy someday (and we're going to tell all the kids to call him Grandpappy or ReverendDoctorPappy)
Kent catching some waves
Left to Right we have Wes, Ma, Kent, Chuck and Anna. Maybe.
We spent everyday on the beach from about 10AM-5PM. It helped that we had a tent this year. The tent actually went up higher the first couple days, but one leg was bent by the wind a couple of days in so it turned into a fort. To help our all day beach days, the tent helped & Dad's motto: "The ocean is your toilet"
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