While we were at the beach, Miller decided that since she had been sleeping through the night since she was 11 weeks old, that she was just making life too easy on us. She woke up every night that we were there. She did not really cry....it was much worse than that. She did a pitiful, wailing, routine of sayings such as "Mommy, Daddy come!", "I get in Mommy Daddy bed!", "I get puppy and blanket and take in Mommy Daddy room?" That little con artist! We finally caved a few times and put her in our bed, which we have NEVER done. Let me tell you how well that worked-it didn't. She still wouldn't go to sleep. Just when we thought she was out, she would suddenly say something like, "LOOK (pronounced "yook") Mommy, I have blue eyes!" and just laugh and laugh. She also reported to us each time the air conditioner came on or went off through the night. Seriously. "Air is on. Oh, air turn off!" Ridiculous. We got very little sleep that week, but other than that we had a great time.
To say that Miller liked the beach would be an understatement. She called the beach "Miller's ocean" and is still referring to it that way. Today, when we went to pick up our neighbor's mail for them, Miller said, "They at the beach? Is Miller's ocean there?" Bless her heart! Isn't she sweet to share her ocean with the rest of the world? What an only child she is!
I am wondering if we can sneak in another weekend at the beach (some beach, any beach) before school starts back. I think I will tell Miller to ask her Daddy....
Here are some pictures from our trip.