Lazy weekend nights around the fire pit with pretty girls. Hot dogs. And of course marshmallows. And evidence that the fire two nights earlier was under the Magnolia and not out in the open. My awesome camera. I didn't use the Nifty Fifty for this either. I'm just getting so good that I have some skills. And when we've eaten our fill, we head to the sand volleyball court at the local college. Reagan was congratulated by all the players after her serve bounced off the head of the guy in front of her, ricocheted over the net, and the hit the ground in the court because the entire group was laughing. Speaking of some serious skills. After a while Kennedy had to get in on the fun. The teenagers weren't willing to sacrifice their bodies to make the play.