Well, we’re here. And it’s raining. Typical.
Actually, it’s been ok. We went down to the beach this morning and already I can pick out the differences between the children when it comes to the beach. At 9 months of age, Keira hated the sea, sand and anything related. Riley, on the other hand, is quite happy to feel the sand between his toes and isn’t adverse to shoving great gobfuls into his mouth. And swallowing.
Yuk!
He doesn’t feel like he’s done wrong either, because he went back for seconds!
