BEACH, BEACH, BEACH

It's really nice when you wake up every morning and reach for your bathing suit. We were basically in our swim clothes all day long, and each day's schedule revolved around our swimming plans. And the biggest dilemmas of our days centered upon what count spf to use, what ice cream to order, and which beach to stop at.

Everett got so into it, he'd wear his floaties all day, refusing even to take them off in the car. So awesome.