We're at the beach. We are swimming, eating like pigs, amusing ourselves with various activities and doing schoolwork.
Yesterday was a four-hour living history lesson at Sherman Field, home of the Navy's Blue Angels. The Pensacola base also hosts a great museum, the National Naval Aviation Museum. We got to see the Blue Angels practice and tour the museum, plus take a bus ride through the planes permanently parked there.
Today, it was biology. We visited the Gulf Coast Zoo and saw the Marcan Tigers, breathtakingly beautiful animals trained from birth in captivity. There also were some darn cute babies, 11 weeks old, and we got to touch their precious little heads.
Tomorrow is Curly Sue's ninth birthday, so it's her choice. I imagine we'll be building monster sand castles and eating a burger at LuLu's. Nannie and Paw-Paw will join us bearing birthday cake tomorrow evening. She doesn't know it yet, but in addition to the two Barbie movies she chose, she'll be receiving a Ruthie American Girl doll. I can't wait to see her face!
Trashy vacation television and junky vacation food are loudly calling, so I must go.
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