and then there was Ruth

With my parents gone and only Ruth left to entertain and all the rain we've been having and 2.5 months to show her the island, things have slowed down a bit at our house. So we spent a drizzly evening at Amanave looking for shells - which is really just an excuse to get to the beach on those days when we don't necessarily want to get in the water.

Although I am pretty sure we have turned Ruth into a shell-collecting monster. Notice the bulging bag under the flip flops... it's full of shells. I think she has more than we do already!

The strangest thing about having a sister at my house, especially a sister that only lived in the same house as I did for 5 years (cuz she's 12 years younger and I left home at 17), is that we say the same things at the same time. All the time. It seems that we can't have a conversation without doing it. If we were playing "jinx," we'd always be silent or owing each other cokes (whichever rules you lived by).