As it turns out, Mr. Smith was a tad jealous that Baby C and I got to hit the beach while he was working and H was in school. We gals are slackers like that, what can I say?
So, we returned the next morning with both children and Godzilla, Mechagodzilla, etc. in tow.
Both children set right to work building "The Tokyo" for Godzilla to stomp on later.
Yup, she takes playing in the sand VERY seriously.
Her brother, on the other hand, is much more carefree.
Shouldn't all bathing suits have tutus attached? I think so.
She pretended to be a monster (albeit one in a pink tutu) and stomped on "The Tokyo."
Part 2: Into the Ocean is on the way!