We regularly went to the shoreline this fall. There are some beautiful tide pools during low-tide that my brothers love to explore. We find hidden sea life and great rock layers. Last time we were walking on the slippery rocks, a big wave hit us, and me and Maman got all wet. I was shivering until we walked up the cliff and back in the car.

Living on the edge (don't worry, it wasn't as bad as it looks)

My dad is the strongest. He can tackle four boys down the cliffs.

Noa, Leo and Teva in one of the cliffs' nooks

My dad carries me everywhere. Maman says he's my African Mama.