Grace has been talking about going to the sand bar that Ken's cousin, Zac, and I swam to for shells last year right near the condo in Alabama. I keep telling her she will probably be able to go when she is older and a better swimmer. She has been very upset about this. Finally yesterday when I asked why she wanted to go so badly, she answered, "because I want to get something to eat there too!" She thought it was a bar/restaurant!