I didn't go to beach on Wed...so here's a beach Friday story...
Unfortunately I don't have any pictures yet...still haven't tried uploading any. The previous beach pictures were sent to me via email from my friend who was there that day. (Thanks K!)
We went to the beach today with the same crew that the Kid went to Great Adventure with yesterday. Which btw, he got home at 8:30pm, was still up since the poor little thing had a belly ache and had to go potty. He went, brushed teeth, got PJs on and as soon as his head hit the pillow he was out cold and he slept until after 8am today! Nice.
My MIL wasn't there today. Her and her cousin from Ireland were out shopping for food for a big family party tomorrow. But the rest of the Irish family, plus my SIL went to the beach. It was a gorgeous day. The Kid and his new little buddy (Lisa, who is 5 1/2 -not her real name) had the BEST time today. Both of them were talking about each other later when they were going to see each other again. I am going to have one heartbroken little Kid once she goes back to Ireland.
Lisa and the Kid were playing in the waves together, making sandcastles together and chasing seagulls together...well, that last one was more my Kid than Lisa.
We were at the beach for 3 hours and then walked back to their hotel and played in the pool for another hour. The Kid was shocking. He kept jumping from the steps to the 4 foot end of the pool and submerging himself, touching the bottom and bouncing back up! He is only 38 inches tall! If I had asked him to do that he never would have. I am amazed and proud that he was just doing it on his own. I guess his trauma of swim school has passed and he can enjoy the pool again!
We will see them one last time tomorrow at my MIL's house for a nice family gathering. Then we have my dad's cousin's pool party Sunday and then they go back to Ireland on Monday. He is seriously going to be heartbroken.