Family Vacation

Snuggle brothers.

We made it to the beach in one piece yesterday evening. We left Kentucky around 4:30 and made it to South Carolina around 3:30. We made a few stops for food and at one point when the ole boys were getting restless, we took a nice break at a rest stop. We got them out a couple of cars and a scooter to play with and they went wild running around in the field of grass.

I ran to the bathroom and when I came back, the boys had made a new friend. Her name was Rory, she was 13 months old. You know you're a twin and have a Bear for a brother when as soon as another baby approaches, you hand over your toy, no questions asked. Sweet Julian. What a gentleman! The Bear demonstrated that he could play well with others, too. When Rory jumped onto his scooter, he tried to push her (like he does his brother). Unfortunately, Rory had a few pounds on the ole boys and the scooter was in the grass, so Joe could not get it to budge. Keep drinking that milk, dude!

Once we arrived, we took the boys to the beach to let them check out the ocean. Jonas had a death grip on me the whole time. Julian was very cautious, but interested. We brought them back to the condo and let them cut loose. They were thrilled to be out of that van. Running here and there, pushing cars, reading books. You know how they do. The Mommy Monster made an appearance and Carol said I sounded demonic. Here's to hoping I am not permanently scarring my children.

This morning, after they had a belly full of goetta (yes, we packed 6 lbs from NKY), we headed back to

The Bear eating sand.

the ocean. The boys soon warmed up to the beach and started to have a good time. Julian was walking all over the place and helping build sandcastles with Grammy. Jonas was content with a big bucket full of salt water. All was well until we noticed that the boys enjoyed the sand a little too much. As in, they were eating it. Why would they do that? Jules was shoveling it in by the handfuls. Jonas, always so particular, enjoyed dipping his fingers into the beach and licking the sand off each one. 

I came back to our place and googled "babies eating sand." Looks like they are killing their intestines. Great. Let's see what they kill tomorrow. 

Grammy, Aunt Jovita, and the Dudes.