Recently, John took a Tuesday off and we all went down to Galveston. This was Zane's third trip to the beach and, by far, his favorite. He LOVED the sand and would have crawled right into the water if we'd let him. Since it wasn't really a "beachy" day, we hadn't thought to bring a bathing suit or even a change of clothes. So, we dragged him off kicking a screaming. Can't wait to take him back to Isla Mujeres.
OK, for reference, this was Zane's first trip to the beach. We took him to Isla Mujeres, Mexico for New Year's last year with our good friend, Leslie. It was great, but Zane couldn't have cared less.
Omigod! Can you remember when he was this small and pudgie?
(This isn't at the beach, it's at the house we rented, but I had to post this pic.)
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