Started Something

On Sunday Addison and I were minding our own business, squirming out of mommy's arms and watching Zack swim, respectfully. When all of a sudden my second mom, Marge, swiped her out of my arms and started undressing her. Next thing I know Addison is plopped down in the sand. I have avoided the sand with her for multiple reasons, but the main reason is because she'd eat it. I was shocked that she never put a fist-full in her mouth.


The first touch, not quite sure yet.

discussing the texture with Marge.

She spotted mommy



She really wanted to reach the sand at the bottom of the bucket.

The moment has come, she has discovered the water.

I wanted to see how far she'd go, so I let her crawl and was prepared to snatch her up. She paused for a minute to watch the sprinklers and then went after them and got it in the face. She recouped quickly though and decided to go after the waves.

She kept crawling into the deeper water until I stopped her. I let her crawl in a few times and then decided it was time to take a bath. I'm sure she'll explore again next weekend. I don't think I can keep her away from it anymore.