During our visit with my sister, Laura, who lives in Charlotte, we took a trip to Charleston. Caroline, who hasn’t been to the beach too many times in her life, was itching to dig her feet in the sand and frolick in the waves. Thursday morning, we set out on a three hour drive from Charlotte to Folly Beach in Charleston.
There we decided to mark the occasion by burying Caroline in the sand.
and did a little posing.
and then we buried her again.
She emerged from the heavy sand,
and did a little more posing.
Caroline practiced her beach run, a la Baywatch,
picked up shell fragments,
and had a really good time.
The rest of our trip didn’t exactly go as swimmingly as our beach visit; I’ll share those details with you later.