We took Eleanor to the beach for the first time over Memorial Day weekend. We were concerned that it would be crowded, but I guess we got there early enough because there were only a handful of people when we got there. By the time we left, however, the masses had begun to arrive.
Guess what Eleanor did first?
That’s right, chow down on some delicious beach sand. How did you know? She gave it two thumbs up, far superior to that bland park sand.
She was very excited to head off into the water with her Daddy. We were a little worried that her reluctance at the pool would correspond to a fear of the ocean.
As it turns out the two are not related.
She loved the ocean. She would have stayed in all day if we had let her. At first it seemed like she was surprised by how cold it was and then was just tolerating it, but as soon as the waves washed back out she walked back toward the water. She did this over and over again, following the water and saying “coming, coming” as in, “the water is coming.” And then she would hold our hands and smile as the waves washed over our feet.
And of course, what is the first thing Eleanor does when wet and walking back to the towels to dry off? Yep, you guessed it again, have a nice sit down right in the dry sand. And you know, she’s got to make sure that it covers as much of her as possible.
After some frolicking in the water, we sat down to a beach picnic lunch. By the end of lunch, we’d dried off completely, so we packed up and headed home. A good time had by all.