This was the only hat he would wear and not try to pull off his head.
And yes, he's working on his waving.
I couldn't even count the number of naps he took on the beach while we were there. But I loved every one of them.
The way they all mimic each other makes my heart smile.
Watching Uncle Casey fly his kite ... and then get it stuck in the dunes.
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