We had some really nice weather last weekend. On Sunday we were able to take Nora to the beautiful nearby Laredo beach for the first time this year. I’m pretty certain that she didn’t remember her visits to the beach last year. Walking barefoot in the pristine white sand was an immediate delight for her. There were a few times, however, when she got into a region with a little shell and stick debris where she froze up and insisted on being carried rather than risking a stick to the sole.
I had a blister on my foot from walking too much the previous week, so Marga and her parents left Nora and me to ourselves and went for a walk down the beach. I must say that Nora and I had a grand old time building sand castles (not eating potatoes) and destroying them. The time passed very quickly, and soon it was time to shake the sand out of our hair and head back home for a shower.
What I love about the beach in Laredo is that it’s so ginormous, that even on crowded summer days, you’re never less than five meters from anyone else’s “campsite”.
The truth is that we didn’t last very long on the towel, opting for rolling around directly in the sand for the majority of our visit.
She refused any sort of hair management strategies, opting for the tousled surfer look.
Luckily Mommy came to clean the sand out of her eyes.