Took us a few days, but by the end of the week we all got into the swing of making beach friends. Pip had a buddy named Chris. The girls bonded with twin boys, James and William. Here they are with William in their personal pool.
Aunt Jenny and I also got a raft -- Pip was ecstatic. Beyond the point of being able to contain himself. Until we got it out there. Then he didn't like the waves one bit. Vivie went into full hysterical panic over the waves hitting her. I tried to calm her down -- to no avail. She wanted out. NOW. I probably tried to long to convince her it was safe ... so there will be therapy to come about 20 years from now.
But when Daddy came out, suddenly the kids felt safe enough to give it another try. Here's Pip returning from a successful adventure.
Vivie actually quite likes it, "if you wait for the waves to come to you, Mom".
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