At first he didn't know what to make of the sand, but pretty soon he discovered that it felt funny in his hair, tickled as it escaped his fingers, and yes, even that it tasted gritty and sandy.
Wyatt, sharing his rocks with Grandpa Richard
Wyatt wasn't content playing in the sand - as soon as he saw the waves he made a beeline for them. He was fearless!
He kept trying to run towards the waves as they receded. I kept having to chase after him and lift him up so he wouldn't get soaked or knocked over by the next wave.
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