We thought Saturday would be a great day to take Marcus to the beach with Grammy and Grandpa Cochrane, and the rest of the Klan- He loved it and was such a good boy. He soaked in the gigantic lake, watched the sea gals as they flew by and examined the soft glandular pieces of rocks. It was a HOT day but the water was still too cold- Marcus could only bare to keep one foot in the water.
