Roxy, Rex, London & Maddie Frolic in the Private Sandbox of the Rich
From the Roxiticus Desperate Memoirs:
Thursday, August 28, 2008, after 5:30pm
It smells so good out here on the beach…ocean air, sea breeze. Our girls have grown up to the point where they will disappear for hours at a time on the beach with their friends, their shovels, their buckets, barbies and Polly Pocket dolls. “Act your [...]
