Isaac loves the beach, no doubt about it. On Memorial Day, while Uncle Joe was visitng, we made a very daring trip to the beach on the first summer holiday weekend. It was insane. Besides the drunken guy that got beat down by the cops for engaging in a brawl only feet from us, it was a wonderful day. Isaac loved dipping his toes in the warm water, and squeeled with glee as the waves washed around his feet. He also very much enjoyed the taste of a fistful of salty sand, mmmm. Is that not the cutest plumber's crack you've ever laid eyes on?
