Grammy and I braved the beach with the twins and big brother this week. We weren't sure how the twins would react to the endless sand and sea. Big brother was excited for days and asked relentlessly the whole drive down to Surfside Beach (every ten minutes), "Are we there yet?" Sister doesn't do well in the car and whined and cried most of the way. Little brother slept, as he usually does in the car, almost the entire hour and a half drive.
Once we arrived, we unloaded the car-wagon, multiple towels, sand toys, coolers, etc. and got everyone changed at our friend's beach house. We are so grateful for this invite for a day at the beach with other families of multiples. I believe there were five sets of twins and a set of triplets; I stopped counting mid day. Once everyone was changed and lotioned up, we made our way across the footbridge to the beach.
The first thing little brother did when set down was grab a fistful of sand and eat it! LOL! He continued to eat sand throughout the day in spite of our "No! No!s" He had gritty poop for a couple days.
Sister on the other hand was content to just walk around and feel the sand between her toes.
Big brother didn't hesitate for a minute and ran full speed into the Gulf! He didn't get out until it was time to head back to the beach house for lunch. He worked up quite an appetite jumping waves, running around, and looking for seashells.
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