Wednesday,
the 20th of March 2002.
A cold and rainy day. Out to the beach we go, me and mom. While the rain
stopped we had lots of fun fighting the waves and I even got soaked by a bad
tricky wave that caught me of guard and then rolled on the sand to become really
dirty and drive mom nuts!
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Looking good! The sea was really rough that day... |
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Yes mom, I'll stick near you and promise to behave. Not! |
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Hey, don't pull me away! Let me get it, let me get it! No wave is going to fight back at me. |
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Humm... the wave got me... what now? She is going to get really upset with me. Should I just stay here or get out? |
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OK, ok, I'm going. No need to pull me out of it. Sheesh... |
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What? I have to dry myself and this sand looks great. I don't care yesterday was the monthly bath day. |
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