I can't pretend I wasn't thrilled when Puddleduck announced she wanted to go to the beach for her birthday - having moved from a coastal town to a city at least two hours from the closest beach sand and salt air is a rare and much loved commodity in our household. I remember very fondly a trip to the coast at 39 weeks pregnant with Puddleduck for our sixth wedding anniversary. It was cold and windy but that only made it more beautiful.
Puddleduck hasn't been to the beach all that often in her two years but the sight of sand does send her into raptures and beaches with their seemingly endless supply of it are a little slice of heaven in her eyes.
I bought some cute paper cups for our picnic that I thought would be fun for all of us to drink out of - however, as it turns out they made for excellent sandcastle-makers! We all had a ball making random creations and Puddleduck was simply enchanted by the concept of filling them with sand and making turrets.
The best bit though? Knocking them over afterwards!!
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