At some point we brought out the football and before throwing it out into the water as far as we each could so that my brother could chase after it, we all posed for our NFL pro card. I'll have you know that not only do I clearly have the best pro card photo, but I also threw the ball out the least farthest. Where are my recruiters?!
Later my sister convinced Preston to let her bury him. He was nervous about it at first, but after watching them bury Brad he was game. Really they just dug a hole and stuck him in it. But he let them do it a couple of times before he was done. I don't know who had more fun doing this Preston or Auntie Jessie!
We stayed as long as we could until the sand ended up in all the wrong places, the bathroom was screaming our names, we were starving, and those damn stairs just didn't seem quite so bad!
PS. I lied. There is ONE more post about our trip to the ocean. Then it really is over, I promise...or at least I think I promise!