I took the kids to the beach today, taking advantage of the awesome wether. We met another family there and had a wonderful time.
The only bad thing is that C HATES the car. She's basically either screaming or sleeping when she's in it. I usually end up stopping at least once to double check that she's not hungry, poopy, or being blinded by the sun. Our best bet is to try and coordinate long drives with her sleeping times. Going somewhere close, however, just plain stinks.
J said, while we were leaving the beach, "I had fun at the beach, but this part isn't much fun." He meant the baby yelling herself purple. I agree.
J had gymnastics this afternoon, and he did really well staying with the group. He won't go on the trampoline, or the balance beam, but I've told him he had to stauy with the group. I am so proud of him. He's so charming and lovely and friendly. He's constany meeting new children and asking to go to their house and stuff. This keeps us very, very busy.
Ok, back to the debate. Thanks for reading,
-Anne
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