Call it our Beach Table: the latest addition to our
backyard fun repertoire.


They call it a sand and water table, or some such, but I don't know that the two elements have ever spent enough time apart to be called anything but sandy water. Anyway the weather today was that fine that they spent more than two hours doing what they would on a beach, except not in bathing suits. After a bit, I even broke out the umbrella that plugs into the middle of the table for fear that they might be getting too warm. Definitely G was pink in the face afterward (but it cleared after an hour): time to break out the sunscreen.