We went to the beach a few times this year. We went to visit Anna in Myrtle after she moved there and we were really lucky to be able to stay at Eli's Dad's place. The beach was WAYYYYY funner this time around. The first time we took Sam, when he was about nine months old, it was miserable and I was certain that it was going to be the same with Charlie considering they were about the same age. I'm such an optimist! But it was truly fun!
Charlie actually LOVED playing in the sand. We had to stop him from eating it quite a few times but otherwise he had a blast. We also brought a blow up pool so it kinda corralled him so he couldn't go very far. The surf was mild enough that we could sit on the sand and the kids could play right there in front of us. Sam had a blast with Greg jumping the waves. He even did it on his own, right where the surf broke closer to shore. It was adorable.
Mom was there too and was a HUGE help. She is so much more of a beach girl now then I think she was when we were little but I could be totally wrong. She took both boys in the water and had a great time helping Sam build castles and bulldoze just about everything! She bought him a sand toy that was a dump truck or some sort of episkater (excavator) and Sam just about had a heart attack.
Charlie actually napped on the blanket. It was hotter than Hades but we striped him of his wet suit and he zonked right out. He woke up quite a happy little beach goer. We actually had to drag Samuel off the beach.
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