Friday at Fripp

Friday the 13th started out innocent enough... The ladies and kiddos headed back to the "fun pool" while B and Paps went for another ride.  

 After about 2 hours at the pool Cole runs through announcing to everyone that Paps had a wreck on his bike and broke his arm.  And break it he did.  Technically he had a compound fracture in his collar bone that would eventually require surgery that evening, but none the less it's a broken arm as far as the kids are concerned.
When we got Paps and Di Di all settled in the hospital the rest of us had a yummy fish lunch (sorry Dids and Paps) at the house.

 After we ate we all headed out to the beach for the evening.  Why haven't we done this sooner.  No sunscreen was required, we didn't need to lug all of the beach gear down, it wasn't crowded at all, and no one complained about it being hot.  It was perfect.
We started by flying out kite.

 Liv loved it because she got to chill with the rest of us and wasn't stuck under the tent.

 Then we rounded things out with more playing in the sand and waves.