Cathy recently took Nathan to a beach resort for an overnight sortie with her associates from work. Wouldn't you know it? The boy is truly my boy!
According to Cathy, he hated every minute of it. Hated the feel of gritty, itchy sand beneath his feet, getting into his toes, and dirtying up his soles. Hated the smell of sea water, and the sticky feeling he undoubtedly got when the sun made him perspire. Hated the taste of salt water in his mouth and God knows what else on his legs. Cried on his mother's lap for her to take him back to the room, and after a few minutes of wailing, after being ignored by his mom, decided to go back on his own! My one-and-a-half year old boy actually left his mother on the beach and tried to walk back to his room!
I hate the beach, and now I'm not alone. Bwahahaha. My poor wife will just have to forage into the deep blue sea alone while my son and I stay in the airconditioned lounge watching Veggietales.