Until we actually moved here, I didn't appreciate how nice it would be to pop down to the beach at a moment's notice. Friday afternoon we were vexed by the combination of lingering coughs, and upcoming experiments, international travel, single parenting and LA traffic. We were to spend the night with Corinne, Stacey, and Lia before dropping Amy off at LAX for her trip to Nigeria, but we delayed our departure to give rush hour a chance to expire.
With time to kill, we headed down to the beach. Micah immediately enlisted us in burying his legs.
Amy and I ventured into the water, but Micah was a bit more tentative. The closest he came was this:
In the video, he's saying over and over again that he's "da done" (all done), i.e. I'm not having fun, Daddy, put me down.
It was sunny and pleasant, if a bit bright, and we left feeling relaxed and restored. As we scrambled to finish packing at the last minute, Micah munched on some grapes.
After dropping Amy off at the airport, we spent the morning with Corinne, Stacey and Cousin Lia at the Santa Monica Farmer's Market at Virginia Avenue Park.
Micah really loves his big cousin!
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