When I found out that Dominic had this Tuesday off, the first thing I said to him was, “Let’s do something fun! Oh my god, let’s finally take Olivia to the beach!!” He (very) excitedly agreed.
Dominic and I are very big on Olivia’s first. And not just the big cliche firsts. We like to make the little things (like her first bowl of cereal, or her first trip to the children’s museum) just as big!
The beach is obviously one of those things. In all honesty, I’m not much of a beach person. I love water, but all of the sand, and laying out to tan in the ridiculous heat….it’s just never been my thing. But bring a kid into the picture and you want to make all of their “firsts” memorable experiences, no matter how you feel about them….am I right?
We had these grand plans to be out of the house by 10am. We wanted to get good parking, soak up as much sun (obviously more Dominic than me) as possible, and most important– get a good spot on the beach…naturally ;)
If you don’t know Dominic and I personally, then I must inform you that our intentions are ALWAYS good. We always try to come up with some kind of time limit on when we have to be out of the house, but 9 times out of 10, we always go past that time limit….and now with Olivia and having to remember all of her necessities (and then locking up the house and putting the alarm on, only to forget her SIPPY CUP and have to do it all over again..)……just forget about us getting anywhere on time.
So we didn’t leave to head to the beach until 1:30. Yep. 1 freakin 30. First off, Mr. Dominic-more shots please-Galto (we celebrated my sister’s 21st Monday night and I was the DD!) and Miss Olivia-I can’t sleep through the night unless I’m in my own bed (we didn’t pick her up from Dominic’s parents until 1:30am)- Galto slept in until 10:30am.
And then we had to run to the grocery store to buy stuff for our beach picnic.
And then I forgot my debit card.
And then we of courseeeeeee had to stop for coffee.
And then we had to get gas.
And then go to his parent’s house to pick up a few beach towels, and an umbrella….
….which also turned into picking up a beach mat, a beach bag, a cooler, and making our sandwiches before we left.
And then we FINALLY hit the road.
I was freaking out like, “is it really even worth it to go to the beach this late? should we just turn around and go another time?” and then I got a text message from my sister, and it was exactly what I needed to hear. Just another reason why she is perfect for me:
“It’s okay, the beach isn’t going anywhere! And you’re gonna have so much fun when you get there!”
That’s all it took for me to head right back to beach-here-we-come bliss.
We found parking, and unloaded our bags to the stroller. You know you’re parents when you put as many bags/things as possible in the bottom of the stroller, and still have to each carry a bag on your back.
When we first got there, it. was. hot. So we set up camp, put sunscreen and her suit on, and went in the water to get wet. I have to be honest, I thought that Olivia was going to hate the sand. But since she loves water, I thought she wouldn’t mind the lake. I was wrong. She did not like it at all. Although I think it was more scary than anything, with the waves and all. We got her wet, so her little body didn’t overheat, and then we set her up around the sand with all of her toys. She would’ve sat there all day playing in that sand if we let her.
We tanned, we ate lunch, we played with sand.
And then I decided that I was gonna bring her back in the water. Like I said before, I do not want her to be scared of water. So I sat in the lake, with her holding on to me for dear life and every time a wave hit us, I made a huge deal about it, making it seem like it was the most fun thing in the world. Naturally, she started to laugh from her toes and then Dominic joined us. And then slowly we started letting her kind of walk in the lake back and forth to each of us, and once I realized she was already loosening up, I ran back to get my camera and took a few shots.
After we played in the water a little more, we decided to pack up and start heading back. I got Olivia dressed, while Dominic packed up, and then we started making our way back to the car…..but not before making a pit stop for a little bit of froyo ;)
And as Dominic and I are walking back, talking (about how much fun we had) and laughing (because we want to move to California and be “beach babes”), and making a mental list of things we should bring next time (baby powder, napkins, an extra towel), we get into the parking lot and say to Olivia, “Are you ready to go bye bye, Olivia?” Instead of a laugh, or a “yeahhhhhhhhh!”, we turned her around to see this:
I think it’s safe to say that 4 hours at the beach, without a nap, is enough to make you so exhausted that you can’t even make it to the car….I know if I was being pushed around in a stroller, I would’ve probably knocked out too.
I never regret taking so many pictures. In fact, I am always so happy to come home, and look through them all, carefully, recounting our day. And this was one of those times. I took a lot of pictures because I wanted to remember this moment. This entire day. What a perfect day, for me and my little family.