We did some serious swimming this week.
As a newly minted 5 year old, I learned how to snorkel.
Ryan learned how to fly.
We called this the "Anna Maria Bath" after a long morning at the beach.
The ocean was not very hospitable this week. Lots of rip current warnings, rough waves, and aggressive undertow. Didn't stop Nana Mugs from body surfing!
Don't even mention that guy on the beach with a fishing rod who caught what Dad called a "dream fish", a monster snook.
The rest of us generally played it safe, building the great Mayan ruins.
And posing.
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