Last year when we went to the beach Charley was barely able to sit up. It was fun…but somewhat of a hassle…lugging all her ‘stuff’…having to hold her constantly.
Those days are gone…
Charley’s first time walking on the beach. Dear Lord…words can’t describe it.
I have never seen someone act so happy and free. Sister ran down the beach with wild abandonment, and when we turned around against the blowing wind…she was determined to walk herself. She puffed out her little belly and walked the entire way…falling every few steps because she was so tired…but still squealing with excitement. Her reaction was just how I’d imagined it would be.
My little beach
Not to mention she’s become a little social butterfly. She sat in my mom’s beach chair (actually I was sitting in it, but lil’ bit came and pushed my arm for me to get up, then pointed to her bucket for me to give it to her)…she sat there and waved as people walked by.
She even met a little friend named Jacob.
It’s crazy. Last year I wondered what it would be like to have a toddler at the beach…to watch her run in the sand…independent.
That time is now.
It was such a great trip…and somehow the sand stayed away from Charley’s mouth.
I don’t think there was a time when this girl wasn’t smiling.
And she brought her busy self right down to the ocean…
It was sad leaving but good to be home…getting back into our normal routine.
And because I’ve slacked off with blogging…the past 2 weeks phone dumps.
Have a wonderful weekend!