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Ballet on the Beach

I've done a lot of things on the beach.

When the kids were younger, we'd spend hours and hours digging.  It didn't matter what I was digging for, as long as I had a shovel in my hands, the girls were happy.

I remember making holes so big the entire family could sit in them - mom, dad, and all three kids.  We had sand-made chairs, couches and occasionally a table.  My kids would request bureaus and refrigerators.  "How about a Duncan Fife couch dad, like the one Great Grandma has?"  To them, there was nothing I couldn't construct out of wet, salty sand.

"Dad, make the hole deeper!"

"Dad, the moat for the castle is too small."

I felt like I was on a chain gang.  At the end of the day I'd take three Alleve and hit the sack by 8 pm.

This year was different.  The kids are older, spending more time on their own.  What they want to do now is sit in a chair and Instagram their friends all day.  My, how times have changed.  You know, I actually sort of miss the hard labor.

This year on the beach, I didn't dig.  No, instead, Michelle spent one afternoon teaching me her ballet moves.  Naturally, DJ had her iPhone on the beach so was able to capture the moment for posterity's sake.

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As long as they keep asking, I'm pretty much up for anything!

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