It's not the beach, but...

I've never actually seen a beach, so at this point, sitting in my sandbox on the patio is the best thing I know. I can only imagine what it is like to have the sun soaking me with its warm rays, the waves lapping against my chubby little legs, the smell of the ocean and the sound of birds calling to their friends off in the distance. Instead, I get maman watching over me, Belle licking my legs, the smell of dinner coming in through the screen door and I hear Elle singing Itsy, Bitsy Spider.