There really is something magical about this beach…
Getting double kisses!
Getting buried in the sand by all the cousins as the storm finally blows itself away.
Bracing as the wind howls down the beach and the lightening crackles all around.
Little Frankie watches the storm with the very tallest cousin they call Rupes.
Um… What’s that on the horizon? Oh. Just huge thunderstorm. Ah, so you all are just going to ignore Aunt P flipping out. Most people are leaving…should we? Oh… I didn’t realize that was a ridiculous question.
The little dinosaur is all set for his big day at the beach… and already feeling bit full…
We once had a friend named Frankie. Then he left us. Now we have a new friend. Meet Frankie 2.0.