Once Lance was all better our vacation started to take on a basic, if laid back, routine. We'd get up in the morning, eat breakfast and lay around a bit. (Or in my case, read.) The babies would take their morning naps and the older kids would play. We'd eventually get around to getting our bathing suits on, slathering on the sunscreen, and walking the whole 50 yards to the beach. (What a life!)
Spencer would play in the sand and 'swim' in the water. (Swim meaning being held by either Lance or I and wave surfing.) By the end of the trip Spencer was brave enough to play in the surf, getting knocked down and dragged a bit by the waves - he loved it! He also loved to dig huge holes and then try to fill them up half a bucket full at a time.
Josh would also 'play' in the sand. (Play meaning eating the sand and getting it into every crevice of his body!) He tolerated the water pretty well, but didn't like the taste. His little round face would wrinkle up every time we got hit by a wave, but he never fussed about it. One day I decided to give him a bit of a juice box after we got out of the water, just to get the salty taste out of his mouth. He grabbed it and sucked it all down in just a few minutes! This was especially surprising because it was the first time he'd ever tried using a straw! That boy takes to eating anything like a fish to water.
Oh yeah - Josh would also nap on the beach. Can you find him in the picture? (He always sleeps with a blanket on his head.)
After several hours on the beach we would head back to the condo for lunch. And after lunch was everyone's favorite part of the day - nap time! Everyone, adults included, would get to nap at least for an hour or two. (Unless they were at a good part in their excellent beach read...:) Nice.
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