After spending the afternoon tie dying, we went out on the beach to hunt for shells. The sun was setting and I got some of the. most. amazing. pictures. (If some of these don’t get blown up and framed I will be personally offended! hint. hint.) I was snapping like crazy and just as the sun set Jeff arrived. It was incredible. Does life get any better than this? I am going to be so sad to leave tomorrow.

On a completely unrelated subject, least you think, all is bliss here: Em is still sick. She had a rough night last night and woke up several times. At one point during her thrashing, Jeff went to comfort her, to which in her sleep groggy state she told him: “NO I WANT MY DADDY!” To which Jeff replied, “Um, Erika, we need to talk!” Thanks Em, appreciate you, especially at 3 am.