It has to be hard to be one of the "single kids" on family vacation. Especially when your week starts off being awakened early Monday morning to the juke box next to your room blaring "I Bet You Think This Song is About You." (Mason came running up the stairs at about 7 am yelling, "Mom! There's a juke box and I figured out how to turn it on!")
Luckily, Uncle Garrett is what we like to call a good sport :) He got up early every morning to spend time with the kiddos at the beach; he let the kids spend a good 20 minutes covering him in stickers; he let them bury his whole body in the sand; and best of all, he played endless games of chase, as seen below: