5/1
Nora is ten weeks old. Some of our friends decided to go to the beach today since it was hot. I decided that it sounded like too much work so we would just go to a park with a water play area. I didn't mention the beach to Maya. I packed her swimsuit, towels, picnic lunch, etc. She didn't see me pack anything other than the lunch. I asked her if she wanted to go to the park. She said, "yes. With our friends?" I reply "no not with friends." She says "are we going to the beach?" Bah. So I throw the tent into the van and we head to the beach. About halfway there I hit something. Not sure what but I think to myself "man I hope I don't get a flat tire." We get almost there and a warning light comes on. I call Derek to find out what it was/if I should stop and take care of it. Turns out it was the tire pressure. We get to the beach. We find our friends, feed Nora, get settled. The tire is then to flat to drive anywhere. A friend and a nice gentleman put on the spare while I watch 3/4 of the kids since Nora was clingy. I reluctantly agreed. They found a screw in the tire. The spare didn't have enough air so I had to find a local place. This wouldn't have been a problem but I didn't have data service on my phone. I'm not sure how many frantic calls Derek got that day. I didn't even want to go to the beach. Thankfully, we all made it home with minimal tears. Although, Maya usually loves the water. But today was afraid that it would wash her away and refused to come anywhere near it after initially getting her toes wet. So quite a few tears were shed when I tried to encourage her to try the water. When we got home I found that Nora had a poopsplosion. Then Maya slammed her finger in the back door. She's probably going to lose the nail which will be a tragedy if it's anything like the toenail.
Here's the two pictures I snapped on my phone (since I left the camera in the car with all the other excitement) of Nora's first trip to the beach.
Now onto Nora. She has recently found her hands. They are in her face/mouth all the time.
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