Dale and Lorraine Ross and all of their posterity. Beaches are great magnets for attracting people to a family reunion. And even the in-laws have a good time. I did.
The 9 and 10 year old cousins were inseparable.
Timothy made a sand castle. He helped collect 157 sand crabs in one day.
More of Mark’s Wave Revelry. Look at my arms getting toned trying to keep him from getting swept away.
Sushi tonight, anyone? We found so many critters in this washed up bunch of seaweed. It was really fascinating.
A secret club with its own language and code names was formed by the cousins. Timothy approached me one afternoon and said, “Mom, I’m in a secret club. Do you want to know my code name? It’s Tiki! And Daniel’s code name is Big D and…” His cousin Lizzie, passing by added, “And my secret name is Abba!” So much for keeping it secret… I later found this paper plate with the minutes of one of their top secret meetings written on it.
We brought a nice tent to shade Grandma and Grandpa and the babies. The tent is Richard’s pride and joy. That and its accompanying sand bags to keep it stationary. I like this picture a lot.
Richard with all of his siblings minus one out in the ocean.
Ladies, that guy is All Mine.