Our girls, Greta especially, woke up early in the morning, around 6am. I surprised myself by being rather willing to get up with them. The draw of a fresh morning outside was pretty huge for me. We got up and had breakfast (homemade granola, yogurt and fruit) and did our best to be quiet. Not quite Greta's strength. She spoke in a whisper I couldn't hear or she spoke loudly. Both methods of communication were adorable. We ate our breakfast, chatted, played with friends, packed up our tent and belongings and prepared for a morning at the beach! That was the best part. A leisurely morning at the campsite and still at the beach by mid-morning. Perfect!
Note: Greta became the unintentional leader of the little girl gang. She was older enough that she was a draw but was still playing in ways that the other little girls could do so alongside her. It was cute! Although I think Greta felt a little territorial.
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