Many of you are well aware of my little mans rock addiction, well, it is official he also has a shell addiction. We have spent a lot of time on the beach the last two days searching for shells. With each shell collected there is discussion about how cool, or pretty, or beautiful it is and then the action of tucking them into pockets to be carried back to the condo. When pockets are full, the remainder are carried back in hands. Last night, thinking ahead, I brought along a bag on our after dinner walk. It came in handy as little hands quickly began searching for the perfect shell.
So yes, there is a growing display of shells in our room and we are only two days into our stay in Myrtle Beach. I think we will have quite the collection by the time we head home. Shells anyone?
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