I'm not sure if I should be doing this, but oh well. I'm filling my tent with as much sand as my little shovel can hold. And... I'm bringing it back to New York. Why not? I love to play in it, and I also find it quite tasty...
Hey, don't knock it until you try it. Some like straw. Some like sticks. And, others like bricks.
Not Owen K. Bentley. I'm going to build my house with sand :)
owen k.-it sounds like you're having a great time-you look very serious in this picture and much older than 2 years-are you trying to impress the beach babes-all you have to do is smile and they'll melt-miss you-tell everyone we said hi-xxxxoooo.
Posted by: aunt nat | April 17, 2009 at 07:34 AM
Owen Suaveeee.
Lookin' good, little man.
I say take as much sand as you want. New York needs it! New York also needs you and your family back! You are missssssed. Bring some sand to Brooklyn, okay? A fine excuse to see you, I must say.
Have you buried your parents in the sand yet? I think you should before you leave!!
Tell everyone I said hello! Miss you much!
xoxo
Posted by: LeashyLee | April 18, 2009 at 12:30 AM
NatNat: So much sand. So many beach babies :)
P.S. I liked that cake last night. And I liked playing with your blinds.
However, I did not like "time out" ......
Dumb blinds.
xxxooo
Owen K. "Why Couldn't I Play With Your Window Treatments" Bentley
Posted by: Owen K. Says To NatNat: | April 22, 2009 at 11:27 AM
AuntieLeeeLeeeeeee: I brought back lots and lots of sand. You wouldn't believe how much was between my toes!
I miss Miss Myrtle Beach. But I missed Howie more, so I'm glad to be back in NY!
xxxooo
Your Godson,
Little Man Bentley
Posted by: Owen K. Says To His Godmother: | April 22, 2009 at 11:39 AM