From day one all he wanted to do was pick up sand and throw it, whether with a tool or his hands.
Hence the sand storm.
Say what?! It's beach week??!
Bashful little babe.
Cannonball!
Hands down one of my favorite picture of my three boys.
Thank God for Nanny ... for her love, and being the baby holder pretty much the entire trip.
Holding on against those white water rapids.
A dad, his girl, and the open waters.
Ball hoarders.
Family photos have just become a comedy sketch these days.
The start of that perfect sandcastle.
Taking on the open ocean.
All smiles.
Except for when it's time to take a nap.
Why so serious?
My parents hosted the kid-lympics 2016. Anyone else enjoy Casey's photobomb?
The best place for a nap.
The love these boys have for each other.
I could kiss those chunky cheeks all day.
Always a small hand to hold and someone to build sandcastles with.
Rocking Keegan to sleep with the natural sounds of the ocean.
That hat, and those fringe, were two of my favorite accessories this trip.
Out. Cold.
Good morning, sunshines!
Aunt Jessie caught these early morning cartoon cuddles.
Off-roading jeep driving.
Pie Face was a huge hit. I wonder why.
Our ray of sunshine / angel.
Well this never got old.
Pops loves his stashes (and his Twisted Tea). And now so do all the boys.
Lets go fly a kite.
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