Erin is trying to climb on my back in the pool. It is not working. And it is funny.
Crafting the finest sandcastle/monster the world has known.
We also went down to the beach some time past midnight during a storm.
Rain lashed our faces and wind whipped the ocean. There was no horizon like earlier, somehow the sky and the ocean had merged into a singluar wall. Black waves rolled in and hammered the beach.
Out of the rain and darkness a pure white volleyball came tumbling past my foot.
I brought it home.