A Day at the Beach

We're in the final countdown... I go back to work in one week. Getting myself prepared, getting Greyson prepared, getting Auntie Jenny prepared. It's a lot of work, mentally.

We had a nice trip to Venice last weekend. Saw relatives, introduced Greyson to more of the family, had a nice picnic at the beach. Greyson napped in the shade, it was really lovely. It was a lot of work to get there and back, but it was worth it. I enjoyed my "time off" while everyone else enjoyed the baby, sometimes I feel guilty about that but remind myself he's still my full time job for now and I get vacations too. I played wii and had to apologize for my karaoke version of love shack. Apparently Greyson tasted beer unbeknownst to me. Maybe I shouldn't write that here.

We're finally going to start the solid foods this weekend, although Greyson had some dirt at the beach and tasted some of the menu at dinner last night (literally, the menu itself!). Geez, maybe I shouldn't write that either, the bad mom police will be after me pronto. Greyson is getting more and more hair back after he lost most of what he was born with. His new hair is blond, maybe even blonder than before, and fuzzy like a bunny. He's rolling over constantly, we play on the floor a lot. And he's creeping and getting close to crawling, although I hear that can last a long time, the "almost crawling" phase.

I guess it's time for our walk, that's the only way I'm going to get an afternoon nap out of this booger. Oh, and his latest trick is courtesy of his Jo Gramma and her constant repetition over the weekend - sticking his tongue out. Too cute.