Dig, dig dig dig dig. You could almost hearing going round and round their little head over and over, Lol. Especially Jake. He admires taking on the role of the underdog and would challenge the sea and its waves and relentlessly dig holes only to have them washed away over and over again.I would grow weary of this.
Heck, I grew weary of watching this.
But Jake is his own animal, and he was in his element.
He had it in his head that he wanted to be buried like you see on tv, where only the person's head is sticking out of the sand. Although I tried and tried to tell him that people laid down horizontally, he wanted to be vertical. As in standing up. As in standing up in a hole with only his head sticking out! So I told him if he dug a hole deep enough I would fill it in and (here is the important part people...especially to the 12 year old) and take his picture. (Exhibit A. Picture above)
So we did.
So the funniest day was this one afternoon, Jake started to build this mound of sand. It grew and grew. It grew for 3 hours..
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Three Hours People!
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He would take breaks to boogie board or whatever...but pretty much he was a dedicated worker bee.
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Then came the inevitable.
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The tide.
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Duh! He knew it was coming. We TOLD him it WOULD come.
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But he stood guard atop his mound and went down fighting. Every wave that would lapp away a chink of sand he would busily repair. Our family pulled up lawn chairs to watch the show. It was so funny. Jake would screech and cluck like a mother hen, and we would all laugh. Mike eventually started to call himself a torpedo and ride the boogie boards in on waves and try to aim for Jake's hill just to mess with him.
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In 45 minutes it was all gone.
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Silly Boy:)
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This next group of pictures use like a flip book if you will.... It tells the above story. Enjoy!
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