The Beach

Yesterday we went to the beach. We took the girls down there with the expectation that after about an hour they will have had enough and we would be heading home.

Little did we realise that since the last time we were there they had both decided that the beach was AWESOME (and yes, it was in capitals). I think I may have written about it before, but Charli is not good with water in general. There was an incident when she was quite alot younger where she went under the water by mistake and couldn't get up again. When she did there was much coughing and spewing and never going in the water again without behaving like a terrified Koala Bear which often left my ears ringing and my neck strangled. This summer, however, we have made an effort to go to the pool and beach more often so that she can get used to the water. Over New Years we visited friends and spent an afternoon at the local country pool. They had a large kids pool which was 0.9 metres deep. Deep enough that Charli had water to her chest, but not too deep that she was afraid. She loved it and since has been much better.

So, as the water at the beach, being Dromana, was pretty calm and you could go out quite a way without getting deep, she had a ball. In and out of the water by herself, jumping around and even falling down while trying to pick up a shell. No screaming when the water got on her face and only a little bit of strangling. In fact, she was having so much fun, she didn't want to leave once we had had enough about 2.5 hours later.

Paige of course never wants to leave the water. She loves the water and always has. Normally the beach gets too much for her as she swallows alot and the salt stings her eyes. This time she took her goggles so the salt in her eyes was not an issue and she didn't swallow enough to throw up so she was also all for not going yet.

The Boy and I had enough and announced that it was time to leave, both girls got out of the water with much complaining and gnashing of teeth. They then rolled around in the sand so that they would have to go back in the water to wash of, oh dear! This happened about 3 or 4 times until Daddy called an end to the play and they were trundled off to the car to promptly fall asleep on the trip home.

Over all, a good day.