We sleep in and make it to the beach just in time for a picnic lunch. We set up our little camp and then visit the tide pool. The shallow water is warm as a bath and full of little crabs and minnows. The ocean feels cool and refreshing after and we bob in the gentle waves.
Back at our chairs my little one traces her foot with a sandy finger leaving a perfect outline. "Now I'll trace yours, and yours and yours" she says with a satisfied smile.
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