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... of tradition

Doing something twice counts as a tradition, right?  I suppose it counts if your intent is to continue doing it.  So this verges on tradition, because we've done it twice, we'd like to keep doing it, but aren't going to stick hard and fast to it. 

"It" is going to the beach to eat lunch as a family on Sundays.  I know that during the summer, the 120 degree heat will undoubtedly put a damper on that desire and the tradition will not be carried on.  But for now, the weather is fairly nice during the day and we want to take advantage of being able to enjoy the outdoors while we still can!  So we've been getting lunch and taking it to the beach that's right near our house.  People don't swim on lay out on the beach here, because we live in a "stricter" Emirate.  Just up the road, in the neighboring Emirate, tourists will go and lay out on the beach and get in the water.  We like our beach better.  Bathing suit clad people are not common here and we already find ourselves a little less comfortable around them.  So this week we ended up here on a nice, breezy day. 



Selah and Abram seemed to enjoy themselves.  

I mean, Abram definitely enjoyed himself.


He was like the king of the sand.  


Chasing after birds and expending a good amount of energy "running 'a water"

(although we didn't actually trek down to the water this time)

Maybe we will tire of the beach and our lunches there and we will find other things to do on Sunday for lunch.  But for now, it is the perfect little outing for this family.

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