03.30.08
Beach Toys and High Winds
It was – to say the least – a tad windy while we were in Florida. Ethan, sheltered city boy that he is, didn’t quite know what to make of this…
Beach Patrol
It must be tough reaching the greatest peak of satisfaction in life before you even reach the age of two, but Ethan did just that on our vacation; reaching out and touching pure bliss itself as he rode around on a PowerWheels Jeep. It took a moment for him to catch the whole cause/effect relationship between the pedal and the machine jolting to life, not to mention the fact that his feet didn’t quite reach…but when the realization washed over him that not only did this thing have wheels, but that he could make them go…well, that was it. He drove that baby till he was exhausted, and it wasn’t until he nearly flipped the thing, tossing his cousin to the side and overturning some beach chairs that I wrested him free – kicking and screaming. “Jeep! Jeeeeeeeeeeep!” he wailed.
It was one of those time when you ask yourself if it was worth letting him get behind the wheel…but then, ’tis better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all…
