Right now I'm staring at a pair of shoes still covered in sand and mud from our weekend adventure. Early Saturday morning, Jon and I loaded up the kids and headed south and east and landed in Galveston. My parents, uncle, Dad's cousin and family, and Debby, Jeff, and Avonlea started the party earlier that morning, and we were happy to join the fun. Some stayed at the Galvez, but our (Bushwar) clan stayed with the Crains at the beach house in Bolivar. The kids loved playing in the sand, shopping on the Strand with Grandma and Grandpa, the ferry ride back and forth to Bolivar, and being with their cousin. We were only there for a day, but we packed in as much activity as you possibly can with three little ones in those twenty four (and a half) hours.
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