You can't go to California without going to the beach. My parents took me to Laguna Beach every Sunday when I was little. As I got older I'd fight them on it and beg to not go! Can you believe that?! When Scott and I got married we lived a few miles from the beach. I remember getting off the freeway after work, rolling down my car windows, and smelling the salty ocean air! I miss that! I loved being able to share my passion for the beach with my boys. I miss being able to share this past time with my little men. All three of them had an absolute blast playing in the waves, building sandcastles, and, of course, eating some sand.
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