It was way too hot to stay in town, so since Daddy had Friday off, we decided to go to the beach again. It was a perfect 72 degrees there! We tried again to build a sand castle (we are pitiful at it), and Ryan dug trenches and filled buckets to his heart's content. We ate dinner at Doogers, Mommy's favorite local seafood chain, and Ryan declared he was going to try something different. This is HUGE for Ryan. He had clam strips! He ate almost all of them, and on the drive home threw them up all over the van. We think he just had a coughing spell that caused him to vomit because he really didn't seem sick before or after. Poor guy. Well, our van really needed a good cleaning anyway.
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