The upside to a last-minute escape from town? time at a gorgeous beach with the kids.The downside? An exhausted two-year-old that will use ANY excuse to refuse sleep.
We enjoyed a perfect afternoon at the beach. We watched waves, put our feet in the water, took a walk, we sidestepped poison oak, we birded and we ate sand (well just Ali).
When it was over we headed to get dinner and then spent time in the hot tub, however, that luxury soon brought up a familiar issue: at some point we HAD to get Ri to bed.....in a hotel room you say? We tried a long walk, dimmed lights, TV, no TV. She wouldn't be foiled by her familiar crib, pillows and favorite bed time drink. After all, it's time to party (she thought).
Ri partied until I finally slept. I think that it was the first time she's ever seen me sleep. EVER. She kept popping up in her bed and telling her dad "Uh oh, 'deah-DIN', oh no!" Really, truly, it's not an "uh oh" when "DeahDIN" gets sleep, I need more of it and so do you little Mittster!
P.S. ever the background or sidekick to her dramatic big sister, I had to notice how adorable B'dah is clinging to me with a sweet but smirky monkey face!
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