Where were we? Ah yes, at the beach! Let’s pick up where we left off at the end of March.
Tim arrived partway through the week — he couldn’t stand to miss a beach trip. He and Soren enjoyed a sunrise yoga session one morning.
I LOVE when he puts his hands in his pockets.
Clothing comes off, piece by piece, after being knocked by a baby wave.
Beach time is way more fun when Tim’s around — he and Soren play in the sand, I read.
A rare moment of peace for these two — they’re sharing the machines!
Cool kid with his new dollar store sunglasses.
When we come to the beach during the summer I’m never interested in outings that don’t involve sitting by the ocean. But during the spring, when it’s just too chilly to stay on the sand all day, adventures around town become more appealing. On this afternoon we ran around the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse.
And then we stumbled upon the Buxton Woods Trail, a great little loop that brought us sightings of deer, snakes, and pelicans.
A cute singing moment at the beach house with my boy.
Beach Easter was a little different. We didn’t have an Easter basket with us, but we found an egg hunt down the road. Like last year, Soren was a little slow about the whole thing.
Unlike last year, he actually asked to try the candy inside the eggs.
His first piece of junk candy — ever! I think it was a mini Snickers.
Then back to Virginia, with an Easter Sunday jump on Reagan’s trampoline.
The back of Pappy’s truck is grandson heaven.
Soren rode one of Mackenzie’s new horses. “How do I make it go?” he asked.
We love the Dulles airport for the bonus train ride we get to take — it’s Soren’s dream come true to ride a plane and a train in one day.
Soren is wild about Thai food. I’m surprised we had enough Dok Bua leftovers for two containers!
After a winter’s break, Soren is back on his bike and is slightly more interested than he was last fall.
The next day we took a trip to Drumlin Farm with friends. And it was seriously one of the highlights of my life. We walked into the sheep barn just as this mama was preparing to give birth to the token white lamb. We stayed and watched the whole thing play out, including waiting for the baby to take its first wobbly steps and make its first attempts at nursing. All the kids were bored out of their minds by the time the second lamb was born, but none of the moms was ready to leave the scene. I had actual tears in my eyes — the miracle of life!
The second birth was a bit anticlimactic, but of course I had to video it.
We returned to our favorite “digger” park one Saturday in April, unsure of what conditions would be like after that doozy of a winter. Good news — everything is still intact.
This might be the cutest rendition of “I’m a Nut” I’ve ever heard. If you can’t quite understand his speech, here are the lyrics. “I’m a little acorn round, sitting on the cold hard ground. Everybody steps on me, that is why I’m cracked, you see. I’m a nut. I’m a nut. I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.”
Thanks to a fortuitous seating arrangement at Trident, I got to have a lovely chat with Gabrielle Blair, aka Design Mom, ahead of her Boston talk and book signing. She’s a delight.
I keep wondering when his love affair with machines will fade. No time soon, apparently.
Tim ran a half marathon one Saturday while Soren and I grocery shopped and lounged in the sun. Soren jumped in at the finish line.
Evening train ride with Tim during mama’s workout.