We are in Hilton Head, South Carolina this week, gathering together for a big family reunion and memorial for my grandparents. Technically this isn’t Cullen’s first trip to the beach – we took him to Hawaii when he was 3.5 months old. And while we had a fabulous trip, he was way too small to really take advantage of, enjoy, or even remember any of the beach activities.
So this week really feels like his first big trip to the sand and surf. The beach seems like it’s one of those things that people either really love, or totally hate. I personally can’t even comprehend the latter. I am a total fish, having grown up spending every summer on the Jersey Shore for two months, followed by two weeks in Hilton Head with my dad’s family. I was spoiled rotten and had no idea how good I had it. As an adult, I’m so grateful for those childhood memories, because I have such a deep connection and appreciation for the great outdoors now.
Being a total beach addict myself, I couldn’t wait to get Cullen out onto the sand. He looks like his dad, but so much of his personality is clearly me. He’s at the perfect age right now for exploring and new adventures, and I had a feeling the beach was going to more or less blow his mind. His little toe hit the warm sand and I just snap, snap, snapped away with my camera. I couldn’t believe how much he loved it.
I took something like 300 pictures of Cullen frolicking around in the sand and salt water. Indulge me and let me share a few of my favorites. Here is my little beach bum in action!
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