Sanibel Island. Day 3.
This was meant to turn into a giant snow sand man. Abby served as foreman, urging Tock to finish up so they could go back to the pool. The kids were relentless about getting enough pool time in every day. The incessant begging won (surprise, surprise) and our three little fishes found peace in the pool, while Tock’s poor sand man was washed away by the ocean. It never had a chance.