So it was fathers day yesterday and my father wanted to go to the beach. When we arrived at the beach the air was frigid. My father is also a sailor on top of being the best father ever. So he is very witty about wind. He guided us around a bend at the beach which made it so there was a cliff between us and the wind. I was thoroughly enjoying myself now, looking at rocks and shells, one of my many hobbies. I was determined to find a whole sand dollar. I found my first and was enthralled. I kept walking looking at all the different beautiful rocks and shells, then I found my second whole sand dollar. On the first leg of our walk I had found four. I was very proud of them, so I showed them to my father and mother, then continued to look on the way back. So my mom was on the look out to now. She had spotted one, so I leaned down to pick it up, but instead of picking up a sand dollar, I realized that I had just smeared all over my finger tips some fresh seagull poop. What a lovely thing do have happen to you right? Well after I washed my hands clean of the poop, my luck was returned. I continued to find to more whole sand dollars, but I had to pay for my good luck twice that day. When our walk back was almost over I stepped on something, I still do not know what it was, but it jabbed into my foot and made walking almost unbearable. By some miracle when we got to the car and I was comfortably seated my mother remarked on how she remembered putting tweezers in her purse. I guess it really was my luck day. A total of six whole sand dollars and tweezers to end my pain. It was truly a lovely day at the beach. Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there!
