Beach daze

We hope these days stick.  These are the days that matter.  These are the days we hope are still rumbling around in the kids' memories when they are our age with their kids.  Your Mum and I often trade memories of being at the beach with our parents and our siblings for what seemed like weeks at a time just "playing tag with the waves" as Schuyler would say or digging to China in the sand.  At the moment, Schuyler is drawn to the thrill of the water (although she can get pretty stuck in any castle building too - especially if there is a moat that needs filling with seawater) and Charlie just likes the sand for the most part.  He's still too young to appreciate the fine and delicate architecture of the castles his Dad constructs and enjoys being the demolition team but, hey, isn't that part of the fun?