For one week, we enjoyed the beach town of Nags Head, NC. Will got to see the Atlantic Ocean for the first time. (He saw the Pacific last August in San Diego!) We spent time at the beach, hung aroung by the pool, hiked the sand dunes, (girls) got pedicures, went shopping, played endless rounds of board games and pool, cooked at the house, went for early morning walks on the beach or runs down the running/bike path, and even had professional pictures taken of our group at the beach.
The travel days were a bit long and tiresome, but I think driving through the night was a smart choice for Will and for avoiding traffic chaos, especially in D.C. The day we arrived was especially long because we got in at 8 a.m. and couldn't check in till 4 p.m. So we drove around, spent time in some shops since it was 98 degrees that day, went to lunch and tried to get Will to fall asleep for a nap. He finally passed out on my shoulder in the parked car with car and air-conditioning running. Oy!
Everyone loved to help with Will and spend time with him, which was a blessing for us. My dad spent many early mornings with his "little buddy", feeding him breakfast, sitting on the porch swing with him, and even renting a bike with a baby seat and taking him for long bike rides. Will was never lacking attention - that's for sure. You'd think they never see him the way my family gets excited over him.
Okay, on to the pictures:
This is the morning of our arrival sitting on the porch swing. It was over 80 degrees by 8 a.m.! We were unable to get in the house but we still parked and checked out the grounds.
An early morning walk on the beach with Will. We left the bulky stroller at home and just used the baby carrier all week.
Will's trip to the beach was not exactly the highlight of his trip. I think it was bit of sensory overload and he wasn't sure what to make of it. He touched the sand with disgust at first and only mildly seemed interested in his beach toys. He did try to EAT the sand much to the chagrin of his mother. And the waves rushing up to his feet scared him a little. He finally enjoyed a little game called "don't let the water touch Will's toes" when I scooped him up and squealed right before the water got to us each time.
Hanging by the pool for an afternoon of relaxation.
Heading out to dinner for one of the few meals we ate out.
Having a snack.
Oops! Aunt Casey stole a nibble of Will's cracker when he wasn't looking!
Hiking the sand dunes.
Games.
Before we went to get professional pictures taken, Will tried to comb his hair like daddy.
"Papa", as Will fondly calls him, took Will on long bike rides.
Wiffleball on the beach. One heck of a workout!
Playing catch in the ocean.
Another evening out to dinner just before we left for home.
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