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Staying Dry

"Tim, stay out of the water. You are down to your last dry outfit."
"I'll just roll up my shorts. That'll keep 'em dry."
"Tim. Stop. I would like you to come up here on the sand."
"I'm fine, Mom. See? The water is only up to my ankles."
"Tim! Your backside is soaked!"
" Only a little. I'm mostly dry. I'm just in up to my knees."
"Wow! Look at this shell! I think I can get it."
"Tim?"
"Tim?"
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Anonymous said…
Your blog colors go great with your pictures :) Looks like you guys had so much fun!
October 15, 2008 at 12:34 AM
Madsdriscoll said…
He looks pretty dry to me!! It's great seeing pics of your vacation. I'm glad you guys had a good time. It makes me miss the ocean.

M loves looking at your blog and seeing the kids - maybe a little too much as she only got 9 pgs. of Math done today and no other subjects!

sem
October 15, 2008 at 2:05 AM
Xandra@Heart-of-Service said…
Didn't you know? Kids know better than adults....and are apparently impermeable to ocean water.

Xandra
October 15, 2008 at 10:12 AM
Anonymous said…
Hey, it's the Scribbler! :) I saw your name pop up at Alana's blog and I just had to come over.

I haven't visited you in so long - I thought you had hung it up. But strangely enough, I was thinking about you just the other day, and how kind you were to visit me once upon a time when my blog was brand new. You were a rock-star blogger to me. :)

I can't wait to catch up - I'm going to read a bit here before bed.
October 16, 2008 at 11:15 PM
Jennifer@DoingTheNextThing said…
LOL! Our kids did that to us at Lake Michigan last year - we ended up just letting them swim in their clothes.
October 17, 2008 at 3:03 PM
Alana said…
Ahhh...I've never been to the Outer Banks. And it has been too long since I last saw a beach. Hope you enjoyed it immensely!
October 25, 2008 at 11:25 PM
God's girl said…
Ha ha! Too funny. We have been in that exact place before. Had to stop and pick up some dry clothes!
MUch love,
Angela
October 26, 2008 at 4:32 PM
Heather C said…
LOL... I hear ya! Looks like a great "getaway" though! I love the coast. :) God bless!
October 28, 2008 at 4:47 PM
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