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July 24, 2012

OCMD Family Vacation 2012

We went back to Ocean City, Maryland this year over the fourth. We were there two years ago. We stayed in a BEAUTIFUL condo doors away from Dan's aunt's condo just 1 block from the ocean. We went to the beach every day except for the day we went to the pool, watched fireworks, hit the boardwalk one afternoon, drove to Rehoboth, Delaware one night and I got to do some shopping. The weather was perfect, nice and warm but not super hot.The water temperature of the ocean was great.

Rachel had tons of fun in the ocean, or rather, running from and into the waves. The only time she was brave enough to go into the water, was when I was carrying her, and usually I was somewhat forcing her to get wet. She loved running down the beach when we went for walks and enjoyed picking up seashells. At one point, as she was running down the shore, she said, "Watch out birds! Watch out!" as she ran toward them. Every day we'd leave the beach to take a nap or for the evening, she's say, "We'll come back another day." And usually when she woke up, she'd say, "We gotta go back the beach." And almost every day she would ask, "Who house is this?" I had to explain to her this was a condo we were renting. She obviously didn't understand it. While we were making the 12 hour 45 minute drive home (that's how long it took us with two potty stops and a breakfast break) she began to get tired and said, "I wanna go back to the condo and take a nap." Unfortunately we had to tell her our week at the condo was over.

I only took just over 400 photos, so here are a few.

Checking out the ocean for the first time this year. 

 

 

Dan, Rachel and Aunt "Betty." Her real name is Aunt Debbie, but Rachel called her Betty before she saw her and it somewhat stuck. We also have an Aunt Betty. 

 

On this day, we had a beach side pool

 

Running from the waves.

 

The trick with making a super awesome sandcastle is getting the perfect base. To get the perfect base you must pat, pat, pat the sand. 

 

 

 

 

Once you get good at making sand castles, you can help engineer them with your dad. 

 

One of the things I thought of that I am VERY proud of was taking our sled to the beach. I picked up this sled for $2 at a garage sale last summer. We didn't use it this past winter because our winter was so mild and we hardly had any snow. Instead of bringing our wagon like we had in the past, we brought this sled and used the beach cart that the condo had in the closet (which was also awesome). We were able to drag our stuff across the sand and by the end of the week, we were dragging our daughter in it so she didn't have to walk in the sand (mainly because she walks much slower than us). It's similar to using the boogie/body board, but much bigger!

 

 

On our boardwalk adventure, there were two sand sculptures.


 

This is my husband's father. My husband is the one that says things like, "I come from a shallow gene pool." 

 

And this is his sister, our Aunt Nina. There was somewhat of a "how tacky can you get" competition between the two of them.

 

Our only family, pic! Thanks Jami!

 

 

 

 

July 17, 2012

Blueberries 2012

After our vacation, we went to pick blueberries one Saturday morning. It was hot, but not as hot as it got later in the day. We each got a bucket and picked until the sweat started to run. We ended up with 6.25 pounds, two bottles of water and an awesome handmade elephant basket when we left.

Rachel had fun picking. She didn't quite understand you had to pick the blue ones at first but when she realized she could instantly pick and eat them, that's what she did. I think almost every one she ate, she picked AND after eating them from the tree, she'd steal them from our buckets and eat them. 

I always look forward to seeing the dogs at the blueberry patch - Max is a boxer and Snippy (I think that is his name) is a small terrier and this time was wearing the cutest little cone because he had gone up against a critter the night before. 

 

 

 

 

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Last year: Blueberries 2011

July 12, 2012

Positive Thinking

I love my kid, I really do. And I try to be positive in most of my blogs. But this "phase" my daughter is going through is DRIVING ME NUTS. It's the screaming phase.

It's that high pitched, short scream that can happen anywhere: while changing diapers, in the car, in the grocery store cart, outside, etc. She knows when she does it that she should not do it, because it's often followed by her saying, "Don't Scream." And I've followed day care's lead and said, "When you scream like that I think you are in trouble, so please don't scream like that if you are not in trouble." And she usually stops. 

Of course, this isn't all the time and then I look through my photos and see this photo and I forget all about her screaming (but I will never forget the labor pains!)

 

 

July 02, 2012

Rules of Dress

I don't have a lot of issues with what my daughter wears at any given time. She's pretty good about simply wanting to wear shoes and a coat and "normal" things outside of the house. As long as she has clothes on, I really don't care what she looks like in public because I know she is cared for and fed and watered and spoiled!

I rarely dress her up to go places, and she doesn't have a gazillion shoes like I would like her to have, I'm saving my money for the day when she doesn't grow out of a pair of shoes in six months, and wants a prom dress AND a homecoming dress, and new shoes to go with each of them :)

I don't always encourage her to pick out her clothes, unless I'm struggling to get her to come with me into her room to get dressed. Then she will pick out which shirt she wants to wear for the day. She is also not into wearing the dress up clothes that we have. But sometimes she looks a little crazy, and i actually catch it on camera.

This day, I caught her coming out of the bathroom, without any shorts on (which doesn't happen too often) wearing my shoes and carrying her milk and goldfish that Grandma Linda left for her. She is also photographed saying, "cheeeeese." 

On this day I put on a bathing suit that she has never worn (but was handed down to her), and it was too small, but it was on and we were wearing it for the day. She asked to wear her rain boots, even though she knew we would be going outside in the pool while I stained the deck.