Grandma Stephanie and Grandpa Tom wanted their children and grandchildren to get together for a week this summer. They found a place in Galveston, right near the Gulf of Mexico, and invited everyone to join them. Boy did I have fun.
Most of my time was spent in the pool. I did lots of kickboarding and floating on noodles and watching Gabi and Alice jump into the pool (regardless of whether or not someone was there to catch them).
When you spend 4 or 5 hours in the pool every day, you inevitably get tan lines.
The Gulf of Mexico was 2 miles from where we stayed. Uncle Chris drove us over there one day. Here I am in his truck.
Since Daddy was too much of a wimp to get into the water, Uncle Chris carried me.
When I wasn't in the water, I wrote my name in the sand. Hopefully it's still there...
At the end of the trip, we all went to the beach for a grandchild picture. In the back row we have: me, Mikayla, Zachary, and Kylie. In the front row there's Alice, Matthew, and Gabi.