Apr 14, 2008

"Get Crabs, Scoop that Dirt"

Watch out Florida..here we come! We left for sunny Destin a day later than planned because Wes was so sick. I tried my best to pack up our car the day before when I realized that there was absolutely no way all of our stuff was going to fit. Going to the beach with two kids (one a baby who requires a pack-n-play, a seat, a sun dome, etc.) is a lot different than going with one kid (who still needs all of his sand toys, inside toys, books, etc.). Wes' parents were gracious enough to swap cars with us for the week. While we were finishing loading the car, Watson crawled into his car seat and waited. He was so excited about going to the beach! He kept saying, "I wanna get the crabs. Scoop that dirt." Our drive down was easy. After we arrived, we unpacked and put the kids down for naps. Watson slept, and slept and slept. We debated about whether or not to wake him up for dinner, but decided that he probably needed to sleep. Bad, bad decision. At 2:30 am, he bolted into our room and exclaimed, "I wanna get crabs. I wanna scoop that dirt!" We tried to explain that it was the middle of the night and he needed to go back to bed until the sun came up. He crawled in bed with us and tossed and turned until he ran us out of bed at 4:30. When Wes turned on the lamp, Watson jumped up and down on the bed and clapped his hands. "Yeah, get crabs. Scoop that dirt. Yeah MOMMY! DADDY! SCOOP!" Sophia had awakened at this point. Wes and Watson were the first ones on the beach in 51 degree weather. They watched the sun come up and saw a school of dolphins tossing around a big fish. Watson got to scoop the sand and he was as happy as he could be.

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