|John & Conor on Egypt Beach|
All that sand in the toys that you have to some how rinse out and figure out which ones are your toys while also rounding up the troops. No one wants to leave the beach, but it is time. Yikes! Here it comes.... Waaaaahhhhhhh!!!! Kicking, Screaming, Tears. The beach tantrum is the worst because it is exasperated by your embarrassment while others look on either in sympathy or annoyance (depending if they have young children or not) and the heat. I find that I am so HOT and bothered that this is the last thing that I want happening.
Anyway, to make a long story short. We had one of those days today with my sweet, little adorable Conor. Terrible Twos here we come! "NO" is the current favorite word. Need I say more? No.