A great day at the beach...

Dear Nicky,

Today was a great beach day. It was warm, sunny, and the water was nice. At one point a wave knocked you down and rolled you a bit. You were scared but you recovered. I couldn't help bit notice how bouyant you were. In a couple inches of water you bobbed like a cork. After dinner we went back yet again to the amusement park, this time with the grandparents and the cousins and Aunt Duchy. You danced up a storm at the dance area, but the relatives pooped out early. Our little family continued on, with me winning a blue fish toy for your sister at one of those arcade games were you shoot water in the clown's mouth. When we got home Granny was catastrophizing, as usual.

Love,
Dad