Thursday was my nieces last full day with us so we declared it "skip day" and headed to the beach. (No, Kevin didn't just not show up for work. He'd already arranged for the day off.)
We went to Bathtub Beach in Stuart/Hutchinson Island which is newly open again after more sand drudging and other construction. The beach looks great and the boys had a blast on the new sand walls (not sure if those are going to stay - especially doubt is as they are taking away over half the parking.)
Mostly the boys just ran up and down the sand, but we also attempted some boogie board sledding.
"Too much friction," said my engineer-brained husband.
But he tried again pulling just Toby.
This worked decently, but when I asked Toby if he wanted to do it again he said, "No. All done board." And that was the end of that.
Later, when we were already discussing leaving, this washed up on the beach right in front of our stuff.
It's an octopus arm! (Blue)
It's a sea snake! (Kaden)
It's a... (we were out of guesses)
So... we decided to pack up and take this guy/gal/thing over to the Florida Oceanographic Society and ask them. In the bucket it went.
Apparently it's a Lightning Whelk Egg Casing
(I went ahead and signed Blue up for a week of summer camp while we were there. Next time he'll just be our marine science expert.)
And it needed to be returned to the ocean so those suckers could hatch and fill the ocean with new baby lightning whelks.
Over to Stuart Beach we went where I first told everyone I saw what it was and told them to leave it alone should it wash ashore again...
Whew. Beach discoveries are a lot of work. (Well, when you're as naturally curious as our group tends to be.)
This morning we said goodbye to the nieces as they headed back to Tennessee.
The boys loved the attention and I loved the girl time.