I Spy With My Little Eye

… Something awesome I can climb!

Exploring a mostly empty beach on Saturday, the Boy discovered the life guard station. As adept as he may be at climbing, the ladder proved to be too much for him. He could reach the first rung, but couldn’t gain his footing in order to reach the next. Thank goodness for that. Already that day he learned to climb out of his crib – over and over again in protest of the evil regime that is nap time. The last thing the Momma needs is him being able to scale vertical ladders.

Mud Pies

Perhaps the Momma is too laid back, but she isn’t too worried if the Boy eats dirt or sand. He seems to love it, and in the past, has purposefully dipped his banana into the sand, only to lick it all off.

Saturday was a slightly new discovery, however. When playing with Momma down the water’s edge (close enough to get wet, far enough to not get knocked around by waves) a little boy just a month or two older than the Boy brought over a large orange bucket almost as big as himself. The two boys giggled gleefully while taking piles of muddy wet sand and flinging into the bucket. As you can see, their aim needed some work.

But the Momma was proud; the Boy generally prefers dry sand to water, and for him to play this close with the water hints that maybe one day, Momma and Boy can play in the waves together.

Blue Skies & Blue Eyes

The Boy playing, feeling, learning, and eating sand. He loves the sand, the shells, the toys, the towels, the sun and the outdoors in general. The ocean? He’s not so sure about that yet.

Caught…

“Why no mother, I have nothing in my mouth. What ever would give you that impression?”