Sunday, December 7, 2008

son of a beach...

Sand to a 2 year old must look like chocolate cake because the first thing Avery did when we pulled up to the beach off Prospect Avenue was dive...head...first. She put it all over her face, in her mouth, and swam in it like Scrooge McDuck swimming in his vault of gold coins. At least she doesn't need any minerals for the rest of her childhood. She actually pooped an adobe hut 2 days later.Here she is re-enacting a scene from "Dances with Wolves".

Time for a battery re-charge.

My sis Emily and bro-in-law Russ just blended in with the locals...check out that nip hair. Sweet.

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