Perfect Beach Day

Except for losing Ethan when my back was turned while I got something out of the cooler. Luckily we found him about an 8th of a mile down the beach, happily digging in the sand. Luckily my sister Mary Beth just told me about this little device.

It really was the perfect beach day, the tide was really low, the water was ankle deep in some places, the sand bars were large and plentiful. Ethan really likes going to Rocky Neck for many reasons, but the ice cream truck is probably one of the best.

We drove down with Anne and the girls, and the Elliots arrived not long after. Here is Ethan helping himself to chips from Anne's cooler....



Here are the best shots I got of my wild child, running wild.