Synopsis

My Papa can’t seem to keep his hands still; he’s constantly building something. I want to build, too, but they’re worried I might saw off a finger or hit my head with a hammer. One day, Papa promises to take me to the beach so I do some construction, too. We make a sandcastle together. After building and building until late in the afternoon, the castle still isn’t ready, so Papa promises me we’ll come back the next day. We hurry to the beach first thing the next morning, but find the castle completely destroyed. Someone jumped on it and kicked the sand all around. Papa says not to worry, we’ll make a new one. So, I wipe away my tears and help. Our new sandcastle will be even bigger and more beautiful than the last.