So, I decided that before leaving Houston we should hit the beach at least onece. Along with a couple friends and their kiddos, we made the trek to Galveston. (I did NOT attempt to take all three children by my self. Ha!) We had a splendid time. Rixie was pretty scared of the water. Riley was in Riley heaven burrowing in the sand. And Bryndel was absolutely hysterical standing on the edge of the water. She’d wait for the waves to come in and crash into her, bowl her over, knock her into the sand, get salt water in her eyes and her mouth, and then stand up and do it all over again.  Fortunately, there were no sunburns to report. However, Riley and I both gashed our feet on sharp objects in the sand at precisely the same time, at least thirty feet apart. We had to get bandaged up by the cute lifeguard. Oh no. :P