One of the best things about Gwynn’s Island is that there isn’t much to do. Some folks like to stay busy on vacation but we like not having to be at a certain place at a certain time while on vacation. There’s not a lot to do on the island other than walk around, kayak, fish or hang out on the beach.
Aunt Jen fishing with Luke. PJs aren’t your normal fishing attire.
Daddy didn’t catch a single fish all week, though he didn’t try a whole lot.
Pop did better.
Uncle Jack did pretty good as well.
Grace had the best luck of all. This was just one of her catches.
Pop was in charge of baiting the hooks and getting fish off of the poles.
It’s nice having a beach in the backyard (front yard?). The waves aren’t as big as the Gulf of Mexico which is nice for the kids. When the wind would pick up there’d be whitecaps on the Bay.
Gwynn liked trying to fill the water gun and then shoot whoever was nearest to her.
Kate getting out of the way of Daddy’s splashes.
Burying Kate in sand.
Grace was a bit braver – she got buried up to her neck.
Luke had a ball.
Sand everywhere.
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