We spent some time down at the beach building sand castles.
We took the requisite family pictures.

Pap-pap, dad, mom, and I took a walk down to the pier.

There was a lot of horsing around.

And bubbles. Bubbles make me laugh.
This is the true story, of one baby, strike that, BIG BOY, picked to live in a house, with a dog, a mom, and a dad, AND A BABY BROTHER to find out what happens, when you stop being inside a uterus, and start living large.
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