Stoned

Call that a beach? Well I call it stones! I love stones. Granny loves stones too, otherwise why would she have a drive full of them? So I always collect lots of them to give to her. It's funny though, she never displays them. I wonder why not? I would.

Anyway, it's difficult to walk on the beach stones, even in my special shoes, but they're great to throw in the water, splash! to join all the other stones. Baba forgot his special shoes yesterday. "Ow!" Daddy joked that Baba got well and truly stoned. (Glad Baba didn't drive back!)