
Last week, Ryan and I took the boys to Florida for their very first beach vacation! We were lucky enough to have lots of other family joining us – my mom and Greg came for the whole week, and Ryan’s mom, dad, sister and brother-in-law were with us for several days. That meant Evan and Connor got LOTS of attention, which was great!
Our trip actually began with somewhat of a rough start. We drove straight through to Florida, leaving at 4:00pm Eastern time, and arriving at 4:00am Central time. When we got inside the condo we were staying at, Evan and Connor unfortunately thought it was time to start the day. All Ryan and I wanted to do was SLEEP, as we had hardly slept at all on the 13-hour drive down, but the boys were simply not going back to sleep, and therefore neither were we. We turned on Sesame Street (which apparently airs at 4:00am), tossed a bunch of toys on the floor, and did the best we could to stay awake and entertain the boys. Fortunately, a couple of hours later, the grandparents took over and Ryan and I were able to get a couple of hours of much-needed sleep.
When we woke up, and after several cups of coffee and some breakfast, we decided we were ready to make our first attempt at going to the beach with two babies. We put them in their swim diapers and their cute swim trunks, made sure they had hats and sunscreen on, filled the diaper bag with lots of toys, and walked down to the beach.
At the beach, Ryan’s parents had already set up a big 10″x10″ tent so that we would have a big shady area for everyone, and so that the boys could play outside without getting any sun exposure. We had a big sheet under the tent and we put out a bunch of toys for the boys to play with. We set the boys down on the sheet and they sortof freaked out – we’re not really sure why, but we think they didn’t like the unevenness of the sand underneath them, and the fact that it shifted around when they moved. But whatever the reason, they did not want to sit on the sand – they just wanted to be held.
Next, we carried them down closer to the water and tried to stand them up in the sand. This did not go over all that well. I guess if you think about it, sand IS pretty weird – it has a weird texture, and it sticks to you. So it’s understandable that it would be a little scary to a baby. After that, we tried to dip their feet in the water at the very edge of the shoreline. That did not go over very well, either. They seemed scared.


So at that point, we admitted defeat for the day and went back to the condo. At the condo, the boys were perfectly happy practicing their newfound skill of pulling up on EVERYTHING. They especially liked pulling up on their bouncy seat and then scooting over to the coffee table next to it. Also, there was a space created by two chairs situated close to each other, and they really enjoyed crawling through their “tunnel.”

That night, being too tired to do ANYTHING after the boys went to sleep, we ordered some pizzas, watched TV, and then went to bed.
The next day, we decided to try taking the boys to the pool instead of to the beach. Ryan and I carried them into the water, and after a brief moment of hesitation on Connor’s part, they seemed completely fine. Next, we put them each in a floatie and played with them in the water, and they really seemed to enjoy that. Yay – success! In the pool, they were even brave enough to a) go underwater (very briefly) without crying afterward, and b) sit on the edge of the pool and then jump in and be caught by mommy or daddy! We were so proud of them!




When we got out of the pool the boys got lots of snuggle time with grandparents and aunts and uncles to warm up and get all cozy.



That night, our whole group went out to a seafood restaurant for dinner. We brought food and snacks for Connor and Evan, and they sat in the little wooden highchairs provided by the restaurant and had their dinner right along with us. This was the first time we’d ever taken them into a restaurant without their car seats, and they looked so grown up sitting at the table with everybody! We were seated near a huge tropical fish tank and that was really neat because we could get up and go look at all the colorful fish.



On the third day of our trip, we tried once more to take Evan and Connor down to the beach. This time, we took them straight into the water, past the waves and out into the more calm water. There was some hesitation but after a couple minutes they started making happy noises and smiling. Yay – success again! They liked it when a wave came and we would jump up over the wave and say “Whee!!” Simple pleasures. I was so relieved at this point that the boys seemed to be liking the water, both in the pool and in the ocean. We also tried bringing their pool floaties into the ocean and they liked that, too. And eventually they got used to sitting on the sand so they spent time under the tent just playing with their toys.




That night we had spaghetti and meatballs and ice cream cake for Greg’s birthday. The “kids” (not Evan and Connor, of course) did all the cooking for that one. Go team!
One night, Ryan and I went out to dinner alone while grandma and grandpa stayed home to babysit.

And another night, grandma and grandpa went out to dinner by themselves and Ryan and I took the boys on a walk on the boardwalk. Turns out that grandma and grandpa could see us walking around from their table on the balcony at their restaurant!

The rest of our trip was a combination of hanging out in the condo playing with the boys, going on walks in the strollers, hanging out at the beach or the pool, kicking mom and Greg’s butts at euchre (and getting our butts kicked at Catchphrase) and feeding the ducks/swans in the lagoon. I don’t think Connor or Evan really grasped the concept of “feeding” the ducks – they were way more interested in trying to eat the bread themselves.

So overall, we had a GREAT time on our first beach trip with Evan and Connor! We will definitely go again next year and many years to come!


