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Dyleva's parents who were in desperate need for a beach getaway booked two weeks at the beach this year, instead of just one. However, the weeks were not consecutive...strange. Anyway, the niños have thoroughly enjoyed keeping busy in the sand and water.
Dylan, up until now, had perfected the art of sleeping on the beach. It didn't matter where, Mexico, South Carolina, local beaches, zonk. Out like a light. We usually just throw a blanket over him and go on with our business. This visit he's different.
First of all, he loves our new house. "Mommy, me like this place."
If I can get him outside, he enjoys the beach.
"Dylan, come put on your bathing suit please."
"No!"
"Dylan come put on your sunscreen please."
"No!"
"Dylan come brush your teeth please."
"No!"
In the lake, he is a little more apprehensive. Not for lack of love of the water -he is a fish- but the thousands of stones he has to climb over to get there and also the waves have him a little nervous.
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