"Harry La Conch"/All the Good Ones are Taken

So I don't have time for a long post...we're packing and getting ready to head to the airport in a couple of hours, but I figured I'd at least share this little story....

On Tuesday we were at the beach and we were searching for seashells. We found some pretty neat ones and were searching a more secluded part of the beach and ocean than most people. As I was walking along in the water I saw this GINOURMOUS shell and I got really excited. Then I tried to pick it up....it started squirming!!! I dropped and it and started yelling. Kendall and Laura raced over and of course, we made Kendall pick it up. Turns out, there was still a conch inside! I found a live one! I was excited and disappointed at the same time. While I was getting to see a live sea creature up close and personal, I also knew we couldn't keep the amazing shell. Not only is it illegal to take shells that still have a live animals in them, I also just wouldn't have been able to bear the thought of killing something...even if it was slimy and ugly. We offically named him, "Harry La Conch".

Which leads me to my other title for this entry....we then found multiple live sanddollars. Kendall would pick them up with his feet from the bottom and we would hold them just under the surface and watch their little legs move. It was cool...but once again disappointing because we found some pretty big ones. We threw them all back...*sigh* What a shame that even in the ocean all of the "good ones" are taken.....