Beach Baby of La-GOON-Ahhhhh

We've had a few trips to Laguna Beach with Cooper and he digs it.



He digs the water. He digs the gulls. He digs the sand. Literally.



At first he was a wee bit scared of the crashing waves. Then, he invented a game. The waves would roll in and he would run away from the shore. He played 'Catch Me If You Can,' with the ocean.



I guess I better start saving to send this kid to surf camp.



He also likes to run up to other people who are lounging on the beach and start shouting at them. He surprises folks with his dramatic and emphatic baby babble.



I once heard someone say that toddlers tend to sound like little old Korean shop owners at this age.

"GAH! Koo chow wa na ba dee po po beh."



The only problem with the beach is how much sand Cooper eats.



Wouldn't you think that after tasting just a bit of sand that my child would cease shoving it into his mouth? Nay. He kept eating it. The more I said "No," the more amusing he found the whole experience.



Just remember, Cooper...the more sand you eat, the more sand you poop.

And that's not very fun for either of us.