
Of course, Nolan's fascination at the beach was the boats, and throwing sand. An added bonus was the "duckie" that swam by while we were there. I was helping McKenna stand in the water, and didn't pay much attention when Nolan started saying "duckie, duckie"... and when I looked up, sure enough--there was a "duckie" swimming by. I'm lucky it wasn't a mean one...I had no idea it was there until it was on top of us (it came to within 5 feet of McKenna and me). And after it swam by, Nolan was yelling..."come here, ducky!" (that's the picture on the bottom right)