This Thanksgiving, I learned that warm beaches can be sandy (Toasty-warm Nice has a pebble beach) and sandy beaches can be hot (Seattle's Golden Gardens sandy beach is barely warm on our hottest summer days). I saw a beached turtle, was buried in the sand, looked for shells with Mommy, braved the surf with Daddy. We wouldn't trade our Florida days for anything! Nearly my whole family was together.....the UK Robertsons, the Orlando/Lady Lake Toppings, most of the St. Louis Toppings. What fun!
Sand....a never-ending source of fun!
Mommy and I look for shells among the seaweed.
Can you tell Mommy likes the beach as much as I?
The tide left him behind and the nice beachcombers dug a "home" for him until the Fisheries Department came to rescue him.
Daddy teaches me about ebb and flow.
I'm so happy to be at Cocoa Beach!
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