What started out as a lovely evening walk on the beach quickly turned into Tate needing a shower and trying to find a towel in Chris' car to dry him off.
"I love the beach!"

"Got my soccer ball, I'm all set."

"Must. Chase. Birds."

My lame attempt to prevent Tate from getting soaking wet.

Tate: a noise with sand on it
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