We took Evelyn with us for the first time on the annual family trip to Lawson’s Landing at Dillon Beach this weekend. Last year she was only 3 months old and I didn’t want to put the family through living in close quarters with a crabby baby. This year, she was walking and past the “put everything in her mouth” phase. This meant we could put her on the sand and not worry about her colicing from all the sand ingestion (horse joke).
She still needed a little help “running down the dunes”.
I’m amazed (although I shouldn’t be), what a difference a trip to the beach is when you have two little ones along. Instead of chapters of a fluffy book being read while lounging in a beach chair in front of the waves, there was digging in the sand to build sand castles (for Evelyn to stomp on) and watching Rose running up and down and up and down the dunes.
Instead of leasurly walks along the beach, hand in hand with my husband, it was “see how many kids Daddy can hold at one time”.
Instead of cuddles in front of the campfire it was puzzles with my daughter (I was only allowed to watch, not participate)
and reading books with Nana.
I didn’t come back from the weekend feeling refreshed (I was a little worn out from ‘co-sleeping’ with Evelyn) but wouldn’t have traded it for the world. The wonderful feeling of putting smiles on the faces of her..