each summer we go with my family to the beach. we usually go in july and we always go to the outer banks of north carolina -- either duck or corolla. you know, the OBX. you've seen the bumper stickers. around february, my dad starts talking about the beach. "i'm so ready to get to the beach." "i'm counting the days until the beach." "do you know what you're making at the beach?" (we take turns cooking dinners and it turns into a mini-cooking competition).
it's peanut's turn. she has been asking for a few months now, "mommy, if we were at the beach right now, what would we be doing?" over and over. what's funny is that i never find the question annoying. hmm, what WOULD we be doing if we were at the beach? eating? going for a night crab walk? swimming? napping? walking at sunrise? and again and again?
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