The dudes got in a little zombie target practice before we headed to Nana & Papa’s home.Good eats…Cousins got busy racing the Shrek-mobile they created.Meanwhile, the other cousins hovered in close proximity to the Carmel Cake…Beach before sunset. My nephew couldn’t get there fast enough. My cute niece. She likes to dance on the shore. My dudes don’t ever do that. So, please, forgive the abundance of dance pictures in this post. I couldn’t resist … My nephew, on the other hand, does NOT dance on the shore. He just wants the water. My sister-in-law describes him as a cross between a dolphin and a labrador. No one was too sad to leave. They knew the hot tub, root beer floats, and fireworks were awaiting their return. Bye beach, bird, and setting sun. Hello, hot tub.Some decided to enter the hot tub via the very-not-heated pool… Little Dude morphs from Rodin’s Thinker to someone from Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure… Thankful for this country. Thankful for freedom.