Sooo…back from the beach. You know, a vacation with a small child is quite a bit different from one without. For example, there is no sleeping in. There is a lot less sex. There are scheduling requirements that are not flexible.
Then, if the child in question is also on a special elimination diet, has recently suffered emotional trauma due to having been separated from her mama making her phenomenally clingy and grouchy, has developed a phobia of travel cribs having had to sleep in one at the babysitter’s, and caps things off with a mysterious 103-degree fever, well, it’s really almost not like a vacation at all.
Still, there was sand, buckets, and shovels, which always cheer everyone up, walks on the beach, trips to playgrounds and various non-Western-style restaurants which more easily accommodated Baby’s diet, and eventually she did sleep in her crib, and one morning she even slept in past 6 AM! We did have a nice time overall, even if I did lose that game of Life. But I’m not anxious for our next pseudo-vacation to Europe next month. Sometimes it’s nice to be home.
27 May 2008 at 10:46 pm
Well, the photos make it look like a blast even if it wasn’t always. I especially love the one of her walking on the path (and the one of you reading to her).
28 May 2008 at 12:37 pm
Better luck next time.
Nora is looking awfully big and grown up!