Beach Stuff

We did some big sand digging jobs on the beach.  Kevin dug a big hole that was almost as big as me.  It went all the way until there was water under the sand.  I heard that was he was trying to dig to China but I don't think he made it.

Me and Daddy dug a little tunnel.  He worked on one side and I worked on the other side digging it out.  It was big enough for me to slide through.

Here is one last story from vacation in Florida.  I went for a walk and I wanted to run down the sand dunes.  But OWWWIEEE!!! I stepped on some pokey thing.  Daddy thought he took it out but there were a couple little pokies still in my foot.  It hurt every time I stepped but I was too afraid it would hurt worse to take them out.

Daddy tried to grab my foot and take them out but I wouldn't let him.  I was kicking and yelling.  He said people were looking at us like we were crazy.  But I just wouldn't let him take them out. So I kept walking and saying ouch, ouch.  He tried to grab my leg again and I kept yelling NO!.  Finally, Daddy got mad at me and let me keep walking.

When we got back to the condo, Mommy wanted to take them out.  But I didn't want her to do it either. It was gonna hurt!  Eventually Mommy sat on me and pulled them out.  It did hurt pretty bad but at least it was over.  I'm not walking in the dunes ever again.