Back to Reality

Vacation has ended and back to the beat of the old drum. I have decided that 7 days of vacation is not long enough. I'm thinking 10 days would be perfect. We headed off to Sandbridge, VA at 3:15A on July 1 - arriving at 10:30A to watch Little man in all his glory. He loved the water and sand, until my nephew(s) decided to scare him with a few sand crabs Saturday night. They say it's pay back for how my husband (their Uncle) scared/teased them all with the bogeyman story and made them cry endlessly...UGH...boys...it is not the father who deals with it. It's me, mommy, and I never teased those boys.

Sunday Little Man wanted nothing to do with the beach. Until we were given the idea to put his water shoes on. O glorious water shoes. It was smooth sailing from there. By Friday he was picking up and carrying the smaller sand crabs around showing everyone how brave he had become. Although, he was carrying them on his tiny shovel, it still counted. He even decided to let his daddy carry him out in the water and let the waves take over. Next year will be even better.

The best part of the week - accomplishing getting Little man pretty much (90%) potty trained. I think it was the ability of going outside - he loved going off the deck - that will be a great photo to share. He had one accident all week and well that was my fault...in the car away from the house and no where to pull over. But all in all he was well perfect.

So today he is with his Aunt and more then a dozen outfits. I'm sitting here hoping it'll be a good potty day. Ah, the finer things in life that excite us as we get older.