Beach Bums
Monday, April 04, 2011
Matthew had to go to Florida to take a class for work. Marin and I were fortunate enough to get to tag along. The weather was perfect for all things beachy, in the high 80's and low 90's. It was in the 40's when we left Nashville, so we were super psyched to ditch our sweatshirts for flip flops as soon as we crossed into The Sunshine State.
I am thrilled beyond words to report that Marin is now officially a beach bum. He will be allowed to remain a member of our family after all. :) I was getting pretty nervous there for a while that he might not like the beach. He's super picky about getting dirty. When we were at the beach back in October, he did a lot of whining about having sand on himself. He could not even be bribed with all the cool sand toys I had brought. This time, however, he was hooked!
He learned a lot of new words while we were there: sand, ocean, splash, dig, shovel, and bucket to name a few. He LOVED his sand toys and spent hours digging. He didn't know what they were for until I sat down with him and showed him. His little face lit up with a big smile and then he was so proud of himself when he figured out how to use the shovel to fill up the bucket with sand.
Marin was a maniac in the water. He wants you to take him out into the ocean all the time and let him "ride" the waves. If you dangle him by his arms and let him sit on the crest of a wave, he laughs till he gets the hick ups and yells for more! He likes to ride on your hip out in the deeper water and just sit there and bob. That's my boy!
Don't get him started on the pool either! He jumps in off the side and then you have to fish him out. I am thinking he might be swimming on his own by the end of the summer. He screamed and cried every single time I had to take him out of the pool or ocean. The whole hotel could have heard him as he yelled, "MORE WATER!" every time it was time to leave.
I even figured out what it takes to get Marin to behave at a restaurant. He prefers to dine al fresco, pool side & ocean front. There's just something about eating grilled cheese, cantelope, and milk for lunch while wearing your swim trunks, I guess.
In the evenings we ate pizza & ice cream. Then we felt a bit less guilty by taking long walks on the board walk. It was a good trip for sure.
I am thrilled beyond words to report that Marin is now officially a beach bum. He will be allowed to remain a member of our family after all. :) I was getting pretty nervous there for a while that he might not like the beach. He's super picky about getting dirty. When we were at the beach back in October, he did a lot of whining about having sand on himself. He could not even be bribed with all the cool sand toys I had brought. This time, however, he was hooked!
He learned a lot of new words while we were there: sand, ocean, splash, dig, shovel, and bucket to name a few. He LOVED his sand toys and spent hours digging. He didn't know what they were for until I sat down with him and showed him. His little face lit up with a big smile and then he was so proud of himself when he figured out how to use the shovel to fill up the bucket with sand.
Marin was a maniac in the water. He wants you to take him out into the ocean all the time and let him "ride" the waves. If you dangle him by his arms and let him sit on the crest of a wave, he laughs till he gets the hick ups and yells for more! He likes to ride on your hip out in the deeper water and just sit there and bob. That's my boy!
Don't get him started on the pool either! He jumps in off the side and then you have to fish him out. I am thinking he might be swimming on his own by the end of the summer. He screamed and cried every single time I had to take him out of the pool or ocean. The whole hotel could have heard him as he yelled, "MORE WATER!" every time it was time to leave.
I even figured out what it takes to get Marin to behave at a restaurant. He prefers to dine al fresco, pool side & ocean front. There's just something about eating grilled cheese, cantelope, and milk for lunch while wearing your swim trunks, I guess.
In the evenings we ate pizza & ice cream. Then we felt a bit less guilty by taking long walks on the board walk. It was a good trip for sure.
