Last night, after a patio dinner downtown, we headed to Gray's Lake to enjoy the evening. I envisioned playing in the sand (it was pretty chilly), so I made sure to pack the sand toys.
It started out as planned...
Until, out of nowhere, Andrew made a dash for the water. Fully clothed.
After that, there was no stopping him.
I took pity on him, as I know how wet jeans feel, so I let him take off his pants.
And then...
...we became "that family" at the beach.
It was not until his lips were blue with cold that he was forced to come out of the water, and even then he would point at the water and say sadly, "wa-wa". Starting the countdown for the week we spend on a lake in July!
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