Last weekend the family made the journey East to the beach. Now before I start, let me remind everyone that the beach and the shore are very different things. We don’t refer to the place where the ocean meets land as the Shore here. It’s the Beach. There are no amusement parks, boardwalks and the like. Those would be at the Shore. We went to the Beach. =) Lesson over.
Each time we’ve journeyed East we are amazed at where we live. In one state within 4-5 hours you can be in gorgeous mountain territory or lounging on the beach. Some people think 4 hours in either direction translates to “we live in the middle of no-where”. I’m choosing to go with – “How awesome is that?!”
I do believe we’re getting significantly better at packing Katherine’s “stuff”. She still needs a lot of “stuff” but I’ve decreased the volume a bit and learned a little more about how to pack said “stuff”. And that makes for a happier Mommy. Daddy’s happier too because he’s in charge of hauling it all into whatever place we are sleeping at.
We made the trip as my little brother Jason was going to Hatteras for vacation. His girlfriend, Amy, spends a week each summer in OBX. It’s a whole family trip: Brothers, sister in laws, children, parents all descend on OBX for a week. We were ancillary descend-ers. =) They were kind enough to invite us to stay with them for a couple of days. We had a great time. Amy’s family was very kind and welcoming to us and we even got in a little beach time – although, leave it to us to go to OBX for a few days when a hurricane is off the coast.
Katherine’s trip to the beach was, in my opinion, quite amusing. Apparently Katherine feels very similarly to sand as she does grass. She hates it. She won’t move when placed on it. When we lived in Pennsylvania and we witnessed our neighbor’s daughter suffering from the same syndrome. At the time we thought it funny. I’ll admit I still find it funny with our own daughter. She’ll do anything she can to avoid having sand (or grass) touch her feet or hands.
We didn’t take much to the beach with us aside from a towel and a magazine. The magazine was for Stephen. (Anyone who knows Stephen well, knows just how much he loves the beach. Maybe that’s where Katherine gets her sand issue?!?! Curious…) When we got there Stephen spread the towel and I put Katherine down. She ran for the towel. Standing on it, just looking at the sand. Over the course of two hours Katherine threw sand (trying to make it go away); couldn’t figure out how to get it off of herself so she kept wiping her hands on Daddy’s shorts; ate sand (trying to get it off her hands); drank more ocean water than I would have liked her to (She thought it was a giant water fountain!) and eventually warmed up a bit to allowing her piggy toes to touch the sand… briefly.
Maybe next time she’ll love the beach. At least that’s my hope.
We continue to see progress on the walking front. She’s now at a quick walk. She can’t quite run yet, but she’s definitely headed in that direction. I rue the day. She’s already too quick for me. She escapes so fast!! And the girl will not be caged. She likes to roam the house. Fortunately she’s only roaming one floor at a time! I did catch her up on both knees on the first step leading to upstairs. This was not pleasing at all. Baby gates… here we come!
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