On my 15th consecutive year, living within a few miles of the Ocean still feels strange. For the first half of my life in Pennsylvania, "going to the Shore" was typically a once a year vacation. When Joshua suggested an impromptu walk on the beach after dinner the other night, it still struck me as odd that this was possible without a significant drive.
Sophia was born a few miles from the Atlantic and has spent her entire life living about a mile from the shore. Last Summer she wanted little to do with the Ocean, but this year she heads straight towards it. She exclaims, "Big Sandbox!" when she sees the beach and refers to seaweed as "lettuce".
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| Seaweed that Sophia has decided is "lettuce" |
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| Tiny pink shoes inside of mine |
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