Yes, we survived our trek to HH. It was hot but not too hot on the beach. Our condo was a bit dated and came with plenty of friendly 6 legged creatures. We would wake up each morning to find several dead ones on the floor. By the last day Brett was fed up with the bugs and proclaimed, "This isn't a condo, it's a roach house!". Of course down here we don't have "roaches" we have "palmetto bugs"- sounds nicer but they are still gross! Anyway, we did have fun but I had enough of the sand and sunscreen and was glad to come home to my clean house! Whit loved the ocean and unfortunately was not the least bit afraid the waves. He just walked right out in to the Atlantic and was unphased by the waves hitting him in the face and knocking him over. He also loved digging, laying in and eating as much sand as he could shovel into his mouth. He also found the seashells to be quite tasty. The big kids enjoyed bogie boarding and swimming in the tidal pools and building in the sand. Overall, it was enjoyable and thankfully Whit was cooperative and slept in his pack-n-play so Mom was able to get some sleep, too.
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