Unlike her friend Z, E doesn't get a lot of beach days. In fact, I'm ashamed to admit that she hasn't stepped foot on a beach all summer. And it was only a few weeks ago that we discovered the sandbox in one of our neighbourhood parks. Once I explained to her that it's fun to have sand in your shoes, she was sold.
So when I started thinking about what to do on a rare holiday where J doesn't have to study, it didn't take long to decide that we would spend the last unofficial day of summer on the beach. And where do you go for a beach day when you live in Brooklyn? Why, Coney Island of course!
She had a blast. Well, except for the waves. Not a fan of the waves.
But the sand? She was digging the sand. (See what I did there?)
Our little beach baby. We'll make sure to give her more opportunity to flaunt that beach body next year.