Rob took Monday off this week and we took a day trip to the Misquamicut Beach in RI. Showing Tanner the ocean for the first time was thrilling for all of us. It was a gorgeous day - 75 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. Tanner spent a lot of time playing at the water's edge watching his feet disappear in the sand as the water lapped over them. He even went in the freezing cold water with daddy, up to his belly. He liked digging in the sand under our umbrella, but most of all, he was completely amazed by the Sea Gulls. He kept gasping and pointing every time he saw one. He made multiple attempts to run after them. If you've ever tried running in the sand, imagine a toddler running in the sand. He can hardly "run" on any surface, not to mention a beach. It was hysterical. He wanted it so badly that he really gave it his all. The effort was tremendous. Each time he only made it a few paces and all he got was a face full of sand. Poor guy. He lasted about 2 hours and when it was time to go it was time to go. As the meltdown ensued, we packed everything as quickly as possible and headed to the car, which was parked just a 2 minute walk away. Rob was loading our belongings and I had stripped off Tanner's sandy swim trunks and diaper and set him standing next to the car. I turned to find the fresh outfit that I had brought and when I turned back I was just in time to see Tanner squatting on the pavement leaving a nice little present in the parking lot. Oh boy! The next 10 minutes had to be fun folly for an innocent bystander. Tanner started running around the parking lot with poop stuck to his buns. I was hollering to Rob to find the wipes while trying to contain Tanner and not get myself "soiled" in the process. After a second "deposit" on the pavement and what seemed like way too much effort for two adults working on one little toddler, we were safely back in the car on our way home...Whew.
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This is the funniest thing I have ever read! You have been initiated, mom and dad.
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