O needs new swimming stuff before next summer. We wear our swimmers hard and the elastic is popping through all over this rash shirt, so that it is almost dress length!
Counting to ten. One, two, three, four, five, six, eight, nineteen, eleven!
She is so enjoying this concept of reading, writing and letters. She did a brilliant job writing all over the beach in both Hebrew and English with her "pens", crazy sea plants that looked like quills.
We love the beach. I make myself jump in every single time we go to the beach, no matter how cold it is. I just adore that feeling of immersing myself in the water, the freedom of swimming under water, the burst of air as you pop up out of the water. I love it. Hate sand though!
Oh, I'll miss summer.