We left at the crack of dawn since the drive was long.

We stopped for lunch at Whataburger.

I thought the water was cold at first.

Mom was obsessed with my tiny footprints in the sand.

I loved the feel of the sand. Mom was afraid I would try to eat it, but she shouldn't have worried.

I had so much fun with mom in the sun sand and waves.

I found the whole experience exhuasting, but I would go back in a heartbeat. What do you say, mom?