With Your Fist Holding Tight...

... to the string of your kite.

And your hat.

Lazy day on the beach today. I burned my feet on the sand, silly me - I've got huge blisters on both of them! Much digging in the medicine cabinet uncovered some moleskin, so I'm able to hobble around.

We took Sonia to the fireworks tonight, and, trooper that she is, she managed to stay awake. Just.