Friday, August 3, 2012
beach bound with babe
Mason can drift off to sleep listening to the sound of real waves crashing against the shore, although I'm still taking his trusty spa sound machine that has been a lifesaver since his early days. He's not very mobile yet--only army crawling when he really wants something, like cheerios--so our time on the beach will be easier than I initially expected it to be. Mason's an early riser, and will continue to be on vacation, but perhaps we'll enjoy the solitude of the beach before anyone else ventures out there.
Besides the wedding, we have dinner reservations one night, but otherwise, no other plans. I'm looking forward to some downtime, even if it's only a fraction of what I'm used to on vacation. I'm even taking a new book to read for myself, September's book club selection.
Mason's books, of course, are also packed, along with half of the house. Why does adding one small person to our family triple the amount of stuff we have to take with us?