After blogging about the beach, I must admit that I don't really like it that much. The grimy sand and sticky feeling...yuck! If it weren't for our boys, Jeremy and I would probably go to the beach but never actually set foot in the sand or go in the ocean. We're just not "beach people."
So when Jonathan got fussy last week and wanted to nap, there was only 1 thing to do...put him in the dreadful baby carrier. First, it kills my back (he's 10 months old for goodness sake). Second, he was wet and sandy. Third, it was blistering hot out there.
Did he go to sleep? Of course. And did I survive this "mini-nightmare" of mine? Yes, and everyone was happy and had a great, sandy time! But don't let my fake smile fool you!=)
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