Too Short a Summer pt.3

On the second day, we went to that beach near our campsite, where though I had brought the kids several times, the second daughter didn't seem to remember that. At first, both of them appeared to be scared of the wave, and wouldn't come close to it. As time went by, they gradually began to take steps forward. They stepped back, however, water coming only up to their ankles.　This repitition ― back and forward ― was enough fun for them. I was watching them frolicking around on the beach while loooking back on these summer holidays. No one in my family might have had more fun than I. Thank you all, my family, for always being with me.