You know it's a fabulous morning when you spend it at the beach with a certain little man.
There's a beach about 15 minutes from our house and, since it officially feels like summer time, we decided to go.
I spread out the blanket and Will wasn't quite sure what to do. So, he sat down, demanded muffins, and carefully ran his feet in and out of the warm sand.
It wasn't until I walked over to dip my toe and test the temperture (which was very warm!), that he realized it was actually OK to SWIM. He dropped his muffins and ran over in record speed.
Yeah. Will likes the beach.
He was in the water the entire time we were there. I'm sure we'll make many return trips.