Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Buried Sand Babies

Went up to the beach across from Dillingham Airfield this weekend with Heather and Jason. Brought a cooler full of yummy snacks and drinks and our boogie boards to play in the waves. It was a pretty perfect day. 

The snacks were a huge hit of course. I'm still not sure why the beach makes food so much more fun. Of course, maybe it's more that we bring the fun food to the beach, so the kids go for it since they don't usually get those snacks otherwise....

Crazy Xandri dancing with her string cheese...



So we all played in the water and snacked and hung out. Meanwhile, however, Derek was busy with his latest devious scheme...


His unwitting victims stood by, watching him work, little realizing the part they would play in his evil plot.


At first, all was fun and games...


But all too soon, he realized his mobility was severely impaired. Avril seemed unaffected by her imprisonment. In fact, I might go so far as to say she enjoyed it... strange, strange little girl.


At last the deed was complete, his prisoners secured in their sabulous immuration.


At long last (about two minutes later), the piteous cries softened their captor's callous heart.

Upon his release, his mood now greatly improved, the young captive capered about the hole, taunting it... but remained cautious.


His cellmate was yet unaffected by the ordeal and just seemed pleased to resemble a snickerdoodle. Slightly more accustomed to her father's antics, she regarded the shenanigans with good humour.



1 comments:

Amy Jenks said...

I love your story telling abilities!