Last summer the husband took our little family on a vacation to the beach. It was our kids’ first time at the ocean – the sand, the boardwalk, the greasy-wonderful-delicious-expensive food, henna tattoos, and hermit crabs. 859 more words
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“How can you be STUCK?!” I sign laboriously, fighting against the rising tide of frustration lapping at the insides of my stomach.
Her eyes are terrified as she shrugs and indicates (wildly – I can’t even tell where she’s pointing) the location where she thinks the snag is. 462 more words