beach+baby=disappointing.

I have a confession.  Most people already know this about me.  I hate the beach.  I want to love it.  It's beautiful, seems like it should be relaxing (yes, seems...), you can get a tan...whatever.  I HATE sand.  I hate sand even more with a baby.  I kid you not, we were on the beach for no more than 20 minutes and Blakely came back with sand in her crack.  Not sure if you are familiar with sand, but you can't just brush it off either.  Maybe you can brush most of it off...but you will always have a few kernels lingering.  She'll probably have sand in her crack until shes 10.  Not to mention the car...I think I will now forbid my husband from ever taking our car to the beach again.  It will now have sand in it until the end of its days.  How do I know?  I took my old car to the beach in 2006 and it had sand in it until the day we sold it last month.  Anyway, I also hate salt water.  It makes me feel sticky.  I also hate sunscreen....even stickier.  And you are done-zo until you take a shower.  So even though I barely broke a sweat at the beach I need a shower anyway.  Now, I'm not complaining that I get to live near the beach all summer...I love it here.  I just won't be going back to the beach.  Last summer I went to the beach twice in 7 weeks...and both times it was because I had to. 

Plus, in the hoopla of bringing a baby 17 hours from home we forgot our beach towels.  woops.  So we had to stop at target.  Oh, and I also forgot her swimsuit.  But personally I am not that sad about it.  I was not looking forward to putting a swimsuit on this girl...and does she really need one anyway?  So we just went with a diaper.  Plus B didn't eat like she was suppose to, or nap like she was suppose to, so on our way to our first family outing to the beach she was crying...sticky from sunscreen, sweaty...you get the picture.  So we left for the beach around 2:20 (we are only about 2 miles from the beach...) and we did not set foot on the sand until after 3.  So we set up an umbrella and laid out our two towels we bought and laid Blakely down on the towel, and she got sand in her eye.  not sure where it came from cause I felt like I was being a freak trying to keep it away from her.  So we took a couple of pictures of us in the water...to prove that it happened.  Stuck her feet in the water and let her stand in the sand for a minute, then we had enough and came home. 

I do like this picture of us...but it might as well be a lake.  I like lakes. 

ps.  Blakely slept ALL night last night (minus the 45 minutes Stephen was up with her...but still...Thanks babe!) but seriously...slept from 6:30 until 7 this morning.  THEN.  Took a 2 hour nap.  Somebody pinch me.