debut of the pink tutu

Friday we went over to St. Simons. Hannah was so cute in the pink tutu Grandma gave her (a la Target). It was her first time in the ocean. Since the tide was way out, it was shallow quite a way off shore. Hannah loved being in the water. I wish I had a waterproof camera that I could've taken out there with us. She was so excited and squealed with glee. Watching her kick her legs, we are sure that she is going to be quite a swimmer!

On another note, going to the beach with a baby is quite different than going to the beach without one. There is no sitting in your chair, with a cold drink and a good book. Simply, a beach day with a 9-month old is not relaxing. If you spend two hours there, you are doing good. It was hot. REALLY hot. Hannah got tired and fussy and nothing could make her happy. When she decides she's had enough, we need to pack up our camp and head for the car. It's ok though, it's worth it to see how happy and excited she gets when her toes are in the sand or when she's kicking in the water. I feel the same way...