Two random facts about my life:
1) I love adventure.
2) I married a homebody.
Today, in an effort to get out of the house and get some Vitamin D in our immune systems, I asked to go to Little Talbot Island. I also told Brad is was only 20 minutes away. I’m seldom wrong with directions or estimating arrival times….but today I was wrong. It was about 45 minutes away. And then Brad said that I had to turn in a coupon.
So we turned to Facebook. The overwhelming majority agreed with me. I absolutely am not cashing in a coupon for this one. And besides….once Brad saw Zoe’s face when she saw the ocean, he would’ve driven hours to see that smile again. I know I would have. I’m warning you now…there are lots of pictures with this post! Enjoy!
And then she had a meltdown. Literally. I think she was cold. I’m sure she was cold. I wasn’t prepared for the breeze at the beach. Oh, and did I mention we went at nap time? Silly mommy, schedules still have to be followed on the weekend. My poor baby showed no signs of discomfort and then WHAMO!!! Screaming at the top of her lungs all the way back to the car. Ugh! Btw, I would totally not recommend the first time you run in like, oh – I don’t know, 1 1/2 years, to be in the sand, on the beach, holding a screaming 16 lb child in your arms. My mildly asthmatic lungs are still recovering. I had two thoughts when I got back to the car 1) I totally deserve a treat for doing that. 2) holy cow chica! you need to go to the gym!!!
All in all, it was a really awesome adventure. Her belly laugh is addicting. So is her smile. And I could walk down a beach holding Brad’s hand any time.
Ps. I’m saving my coupon for Savannah, or the Florida Keys. Just a heads up Brad.