I mean YES, it was hot. But there was the pool, the Weeki Wachee river, the pool, the beach, ice cream, the pool, the hose, the pool, a hurricane and ... the pool.
As usual we relied on other folks to take pictures, and they did, but we don't have those. We have these. Limited, but they hit the high points. (except for Weeki Wachee with Nicole, there was a wet camera incident)
Silas had his first ever full on beach day. Complete with sand castles, salt water in the eyes, and shell collecting. And a little bit of ice cream at the end.
Grandma Jane had us hooked up with shade and chairs and snacks galore. When I asked Silas what he thought of his day at the beach he said "Best day ever!" I think he felt like the shell collecting was akin to fossil collecting, feeding his dreams of becoming a paleontologist. Also the thrill of being in the actual ocean, the very same water that the big fish are swimming in... as thrilling as he hoped.
We had a lot of fun with almost toddling cousin Sophia. Silas is really into his cousins; it is pretty cute. Here he is showing off his new underwater skills for cousin Owen.
Pretty impressive considering he arrived in Florida still afraid to put his face underwater.
But that's because Papa can throw a cast net, catch fish, get covered in muck also caught in the cast net, and then lets Silas do this:
He gave Aunt Karen (aka Cookie) a shell from his new collection. A symbol of his love and affection since he cannot seem to bring himself to kiss anyone but his mom and dad. We are worried that might go some day soon too, and then he'll only have kisses for his beloved hammerhead...

