Someone's 27 week belly hung out on the beach for 4 full days of glorious sun, sand, and 85 degree ocean water:My thighs shook all over the Oak Island Beach, my upper region got burnt to hell, my short hair looked horrific when wet... and none of that mattered because I was at the beach.
I am in love with the crashing waves, the salty air, the gritty sand between my toes.
I am in love with the sandpipers running up and down the beach, the pelicans dive bombing the ocean's surface, the sound of small children splashing in the water.
I am in love with cheery seaside homes, tall dune grass, and the rain clouds that rolled in every day for just an hour before blowing back out to sea.
DC . . . With Kids!
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