Z-man is only ten days older than his cousin so it's like we brought twins to the beach this week for our family vacation! Wonderful, hilarious, entertaining...until its not. Then there are tears, shrieking, and more tears. While these moments are brief and everyone quickly goes back to enjoying each other usually, building sand castles was an exception. It just kept getting worse and worse. What was supposed to be fun beach play turned into making towers at lightening speed, quieting anxieties about impending Godzilla attacks, and lots of high-pitched shrieking. I built something with THING 1 and THING 2 knocked it down. Stomped it. Buldozed through it. Then, I built something for THING 2 and THING 1 would attack out of nowhere. YIKES.
Then, I realized that if you build up, it can (will) be knocked down but if you build down? Magic.
So far this week we have dug out a boat, an airplane, and a train in the sand. I think a fire truck is coming tomorrow. Both toddlers have helped dig and both have played, climbing in and out of the sand structure without doing serious damage to the "vehicle". Best part? I even got a chance to sit back and soak up some sun, while holding out my train ticket seashell of course.
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