Lia had a great time. The first time she fell on the sand she grabbed a handful and was in awe of what she had picked up. Since then, it was hard to steer her back to our room. Every day was like this: wake up at 6am.. head to breakfast at 7:15.. go stake a shady spot on the beach by 9:30.. Lia nods of to dreamland by 11:00.. lunch at 1:00.. pool time at 3:30.. another nap at 5:00.. dinner at 7:15.. bed by 9:30. Needless to say I was very sad to leave.





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