My mother and I spent the weekend on the beach and you see A LOT of stuff on the beach. Down the beach from us, stood a mother chatting with a friend. Nothing wrong that; BUT-the fact that she had her child, who was around Sayle’s age, on a leash. Okay, now that may sound like a practical solution for safety reasons with a small child at the beach for some people, but here’s the thing-the leash, which was very short, was attached to a fat lifejacket that covered the kid from almost his knees to his chin. His little arms just stood straight out; if you’re familiar with A Christmas Story, think Ralphie’s little brother incased in his snow suit, …
Last summer, I told you guys about how paranoid I am when it comes to kids around water. I was a lifeguard in college and have basically been around the beach or a lake for most of my life, so I’m well aware of how quickly things can happen. I have always been the adult at the pool or on the beach constantly scanning the water…I just can’t help myself.As a paranoid mother, it is unfortunate for me that Sayle is developing into an inherently exhausting two year old as he is quite the risk taker, hence only escalating my paranoia at the pool. Sayle has no fear what-so-ever of water. No fear for Sayle, equals greater fear for me….
Little Sand Crab
Growing up in Virginia Beach, I have fond memories of going to the beach every weekend with my parents and little sister. My parents would load the cooler down with drinks and snacks, slather us up with that colored Zinc stuff so we were covered in hot pink, hot green, hot yellow, and if we were REALLY lucky, hot purple, sun block (hey, we thought we were cool and it worked, let me know if you remember that stuff), and let us play to our heart’s content on that beach!My absolute favorite thing to do at the beach was to …
While we were stopped at a stoplight on our way to school one morning, I was flipping through channels on XM radio. Being a huge 90’s music fan, I flipped it to either Lithium or 90’s at 9. The old school All Star song by Smash Mouth was on, and I started singing along. Sayle, in the backseat, exclaimed, “SHREK!”
Sorry Counting Crows, Shrek tops you!!!
Noooooo??! Did my little man just bust out Shrek because he knew this song was on the movie?? Hm, maybe a coincidence? I grabbed my IPOD (while safely driving of course) and put on Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows to test …
I never had a consistent hairdo until about two years ago. My hair is a mousy blondish-yuck-ish color anyways; therefore, color treatment is a must. I have rocked the long blonde hair, parted to the left so I can tuck my long bangs behind my ear and bumped the back up since 2008. The most extensive thing I’ve ever done to my hair is dye it that trendy maroon-ish hair color in high school, and that look was short lived. I’ve grown it out, chopped it off for a cute little bobbed-flippy look in college, cut layers into it when the whole Courtney Cox/Jennifer Aniston from Friends look was in (we ALL did that), highlighted it, and low-lighted it. I …
I have blogged before about my first born children, or my “practice children,” Foster and Cardi. They are Miniature Pinchers that think they’re Pittbulls. Foster immediately took on the role of baby guard dog, while Cardi hated Sayle (read either link to hear about Foster’s BFF relationship with Sayle and Cardi’s deep initial hatred for Sayle). When Sayle became mobile, Cardi’s hatred for him only multiplied as he could follow her. She eventually got to take a swing at Sayle when he finally pushed her too far by playing with her toes. That was a hard lesson she only had to learn once and she never touched a hair on his head again, even if he …
