there's a first time for everything...

 And though this wasn't his very first time in the sand, it might as well have been. Babies have short memories. I doubt he remembers the sandy beaches in California, and I'm certain he doesn't remember this beach from last year. So- we'll just assume it was like his first time in the sand.

I can't say I was entirely surprised that he enjoyed feeling the sand between his toes-y's. Though my first 2 children were ultra cautious of their first time in the sand, the third toddler (Ariana) had little hesitation. And since Christian and Ariana have the same "fearless" genes, it seemed about right that he didn't hesitate for more than a moment.

Yes, not more than a brief moment did he ponder...

...what have we here? Water? Fun, swishy wave noises? Birdies??

I'm IN!

I snapped away from afar. Maybe a little too "afar", however, since big sister (aka "2nd Mommy") ran after him to SAVE him!

But sister rescue was short lived, for once he got a samplin' of his toes-y's in the WATER, there was nooooo stoppin' him!

I kid you not, he charged FULL steam ahead into the water. And then what?

He fell, got soaked... laughed and charged straight back into the water!

I felt a little better with Daddy holding him back- but it proved to be quite a workout to keep him from running into the waves.

In other "events" - there's been dinner at the kids favorite restaurant up the road. Though I'm not a fan of paying $5.95 for a kids plate of heated frozen Tyson nuggets and fries (times 4!), I am a fan of dinner with a view.

Splendid!

Happy Weekend!!