If you were ever looking for Ida at the beach, you never had to look for long.
She just sort of innately knew that the best way to experience the beach is by getting comfy on a towel. Maybe it's genetic. Although I personally relish being battered in the face by gigantic and relentless waves, I equally enjoy a good seaside snooze. You can thank my 10th-grade English teacher for that half-painful, half-wonderful piece of alliteration at the end there.
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is that my giant ten person towel, gift from ian finlay with my name on it? (strangest gift ever?) or there is more than one in existence? i'm so confused.
The giant towel belonged to another family who were at the beach with us. I thought it looked a little familiar.
Ida knows how to vacation.
Looking forward to seeing my kidlets!!
I am beyond amazed that she could just fall asleep on the beach like that. I don't think Madeline could ever do it. She is too busy charging the waves. It sounds like a great time!
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