Jamey's Crazy "Beach week"

For the first time in three years, Glenn and I were able to actually both enjoy a Spring Break without accompanying students to a foreign country or hosting students from Europe. And not only was it relaxing for us; it was Jamey's first Spring Break. It had been a while since he had had beach time with Grandma V and Granddad, so we headed down to Emerald Isle for a few days.

Spring Break Adventure, Part 1: A six hour car ride with a baby who doesn't just fall asleep the car is in motion. It used to be so easy. The car moves, the baby sleeps. Now, he looks around, he wants to move around. Luckily, though, he is also great at playing on his own and loves just kicking his musical farm. Getting on the road at 6 AM, the trip actually went faster than I had expected. By around noon, we were there and the weather was beautiful.

And then it wasn't. The second, third, and fourth day we were at the beach, we weren't actually ON the beach. It rained, it was overcast, it was cold and my mom was compelled to continually apologize for Mother Nature. But Glenn, Jamey, and I didn't mind. Being away from home is being away from home. We found other ways to entertain ourselves. Whether it was just rolling around with Granddad or going for a walk with an extra sweater on, we enjoyed the compulsion to not do anything too responsible.

In fact, Jamey even went to the circus for the first time. I'm not talking Cirque de Sole acrobatics. I mean true circus, elephants, camels, and all. No flying trapeze, but I will let that go. Sure, Jamey probably wasn't totally sure exactly what was going on, but he LOVED it. When the acrobats spun from the ropes in the air, he stared with his mouth agape. When the elephants strutted around, he clapped his hands. At one point, there was an acrobat on a pedestal in the middle of the circle. Thinking the spotlight was in his eyes, I put my hand down over his face to shadow his eyes. Apparently, there was no light in his eyes becaused the only reaction I got from him was that he was pulling my hand away, as though to say, "Mom, you're blocking my view."

The highlight of the week was of course the last day. Bright sun, warm weather, and finally the chance to head down to the sand. So we suited Jamey up in his swimsuit and water shirt to see how he likes the feel of the sand in his hands, and not just under his feet. He liked it, for sure. Sure, the water was a little too cold to do much more than drop his feet into for just a second, but the sand was a hit.

Sitting on the edge of the blanket, he first moved his feet back and forth, digging in. Then he realized, I was going to let him put his hands in it. He began to move the piles back and forth. Soon, his wrists were going to work, moving all over the sand. And then it happened. Jamey remembered that he likes to chew on his hands. The rest of the afternoon was spent, attempting to keep handfuls of sand out of Jamey's mouth.

All in all it was a fantastic week. Always nice to show off Jamey to other people. On this beach adventures, a few more subtle firsts: first solid chunks of fruit, first spaghetti, first time seeing an elephant pee (and man, was that loud and violent), and first time playing by himself with books.

And Jamey even got an Easter outfit!