With Love, From the Gulf...

Conner’s last day of school for the year!

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And, of course, the beginnings of our beach trip….

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I want ZERO comments on the hat. It’s my effort to keep skin cancer at bay seeing as I have a solar panel for a forehead….

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 He passed out in the car on the way to the Lucky Snapper (some amazing food) around 6:30. Mike carried him inside, we ate, he slept in the booth.

Then we finished, and carried him to the car. We buckled him in, grabbed some Krispy Kreme, and headed back to the condo. He then slept for another hour, only lured awake by the promises of chocolate creme-filled doughnuts. He is SO my son. :)

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::See? He doesn’t even mind that I’m tickeling him :) -

The only real “oil spilled” related sign is this:

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 ^ That’s hair. It’s kinda everywhere, but not bothersome. Hair naturally absorbs oil, so they’ve been packing it into sandbags and dropping it in the ocean.

Chase won’t look at the camera (“very busy, gah!”). So, his feet

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 “I claim this ENTIRE BEACH AS MINE!”

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112 pictures - one face shot, and he’s being pissy. GO FIGURE.

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 “Too busy to stop!”

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