The day before the last of Cowboy H's family headed back to Missouri, we spent a day at the beach.
Cowboy H loves the beach.
So does his brother.
I think if Cowboy H didn't have me and his brother didn't live in Missouri, they would become beach bums. Sleeping under the boardwalk and all. Surfing (well, boogie boarding) everyday and never wearing shoes.
I spent the day napping and tanning. I'm such a multi-tasker. Hey, it was hard work!
I also supervised.
That was hard too.
Believe me, these two needed supervision.
Especially when the flippers came out.