It never fails.
When you're looking for specific photos,
you never find them until the day after you needed them.
Here my cousin and I are being buried in the sand at Stingray Point.
Here we are looking like buried dead captains.
we've grown up to be eccentric adults we were odd children.
It wasn't just playing in the sand that we loved.
The water was the best part.
My cousin and I had a favorite raft.
The raft in this photo isn't that raft.
The one we liked was an owl.
This is just a turtle raft we used and worried about being swept out to sea in
every time we used it.
|Me and my sister|
|My sister, brother and dad|
I included this photo because I wanted to show the weirdness is obviously a genetic trait.
Why in the world are they lifting their leg??