This past weekend we went camping and had a blast digging for clams and oysters near our campsite. If you've never done it, it's a MUST.
120 clams and 48 oysters later...
120 clams and 48 oysters later...
+ Brianna had a hard time since she had a cast on her foot, so we had to wrap it in a garbage bag that inevitably leaked. Still, she managed to smile and enjoy one foot in and one foot out of the water.
+ Kai really just wanted to play frisbee so he didn't have much fun digging and instead enjoyed finding tiny crabs and an eel.
+ Rowdy--well--was in fresh seafood HEAVEN. There is nothing sexier than seeing your man shuck an oyster, I assure you:)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Let's be friends. But only if you have a name. And like chocolate.