The sand, the wind, the waves
Our trip last week was the first time either of the children had been to the beach. I was a little concerned with how the week would go since Little tends to be a bit timid and doesn’t always deal well with new things, and Boo, well, he’s just Boo. I am pleased to report that they both did great.
My first concern was the airplane. We’ve been talking to Little for weeks about riding on the airplane and really trying to play it up as a fun experience so she would be excited. She didn’t like the walkway or having to walk past all the flight crew and passengers in the first class cabin, but once we got past that point she was fine. When the engines started she said something about it being loud, but she wasn’t upset or afraid, just commenting. During take-off she sucked her thumb and held on tight to her dee, but Matt talked to her the whole time and she even said, “Whee! This is fun!” during the initial ascent. Neither of the kids acted like the pressure change bothered them (maybe because Little was sucking her thumb and Boo was nursing or had his paci), and both were content during the flight without the aid of video or excessive distraction.
My next concern was the sand considering that Little doesn’t like to get her feet dirty. We didn’t make it onto the beach on Sunday afternoon/evening due to a big rainstorm that lasted for several hours. On Monday morning, we got up, “sunscream”ed (according to Little) the kids, and headed to the beach. Little wasn’t real keen on the idea of putting her feet in the sand at first, but after some gentle coaxing and a few minutes of watching everyone else she was willing to walk in it. Each time we walked onto the beach it took a few minutes before she would get down. She loved playing in the sand, though, and had a great time shoveling, filling her bucket, and helping Matt build sandcastles.
And then there was the water. Little isn’t even a fan of swimming pools, so I really didn’t think we would ever get her into the ocean. Once she saw the Gulf of Mexico “big, big swimming pool” she was in awe, but only desired to view it from afar. Fortunately, the water was very calm and the waves were just barely breaking, so it wasn’t as intimidating as it would have been with big waves. The first couple of times Matt took her into the water she was very hesitant and did not want the water to touch her at all. He continued to take her out despite her protests (half-hearted though they might have been), and by the end of the week she was sitting in the water (in Matt’s lap, of course) and letting the waves hit her body. It was so cute to hear her giggle as she played in the water with her Daddy.
Since it’s in the title of the post, I guess I should mention the wind, too. It was there. It blew. Sometimes it was strong enough to blow over the umbrella, but it was never bad enough to kick up sand or drive us off the beach.
It was so much fun to watch the kids, especially Little, experience so many new things in such a short time. She was a bit overwhelmed at first, but she was up to all the changes and did a great job of taking things in stride. It did my Mommy heart good to see her react so well and have such a wonderful time.
Is it time to go back yet?






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