It's so hard to get pictures at the beach, the kids just want to run and play.
So I bribed them with the promise of ice cream at Big Olaf's if they would be good.
Then while I was focused on Big Sister, Little Brother got wet.
Salt water hair do.
We stayed till the sun was gone, then took our very sandy selves to Big Olaf's were I didn't realize until too late that they only took cash. And I didn't have any, of course.
They were very nice and said to come back and pay next time. So, we get to go again! But I felt like a criminal and couldn't enjoy my cone.