I don't normally take Oreo with me to the beach, it's just too much to handle with the kids, the stray dog gangs, and the occasional wedding. This week, since Owen is in town and I had the extra hands, we took him along. It was tons of fund to ride our bikes up and down the hard packed wet sand and have Oreo chase us. At one point he just stared very royally out to the sea, with his tongue hanging into the breeze like a dog with it's head out the car window. Reflecting on the times when the beach was an expensive adventure and not just jaunt down the street . So grateful !
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