Yes, we were back on the Island for a family catch up and that means heading to The Beach Hut. I capitalise it because to my family there is only one hut and any sign of sun means it's A Hut Day.
So there I am standing at the waters edge, camera poised ready to take photos of my little girl's first toe dip in the sea. Strictly speaking she dipped a toe or ten last year but this was to be her first self propelled foray into the sea.
I imagined us splashing around where the water just lapped the sand, walking hand in hand in the shallowest of shallows...
Instead, I hurriedly tuck my dress in my knickers to hold her hand; and then in order to prevent my daughter washing herself out to sea I find myself hastily tucking my camera in my bra - good look. So good in fact I had to do it on the second trip to the sea too - when will I learn.
(But would squeezing the extra 7lbs of me into a swimming costume have been a better look? Actually I think maybe it would have, rather than being the towny in a dress and beads to boot!)
I won't leave you with that image; try these instead:
To say Isobel took to the sea like a duck to water would indeed be an understatement. She followed the waves out up to her little chest on a quest for 'Bub-bals'. Leaving me to clutch the straps of her costume as she waded... and waded.
The sea splashed her hat and she barely stopped.
2 comments:
Gorgeous!! Meant to be nice weather here all week so hope you get lots of 'Hut Days'.
Wave if you spot Frazzled Mum chasing 2 Blonde Bombshells down the beach xx
I love the hat!! xx
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