what goes up, must come down

When you get up at 1:30am to catch your first-ever plane ride. And within an hour of arrival you find yourself heading out to the beach…

climbing sand hills…

and dashing through the waves…

you are bound to end up like this:

He slept for over three hours – through his baby cousin’s cries, people hollering back & forth across the room and kids playing around him. The only thing that got him moving were sweet whispers in his ear about dinner. Beach week can be exhaustingly fun.


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