Connor loves the Carolina coast. Last weekend he got a tan; mommy and daddy got burned. He makes heading on to the water a whole new experience. We can forget about laying around anymore. Someone’s got to constantly keep him out of the ocean or go in with him. We take shifts because he has no fear and will go in by himself. Now that he’s putting words together he said “bye-bye beach” the whole way home Sunday.
When I got home last night he ran to my truck screaming “beach! beach!”. I don’t think he cares that it takes 2 1/2 hours to get there.
I’m not used to wearing sunscreen but I’m not going to argue with Amy about putting an SPF 45 all over the little man. It works. He has a tan and I’m peeling a little.