Mac travels well. We really can't complain. But on a warm beach holiday, a baby is just 15lbs of hot sweaty lug. Too hot? Where's the shade? Time for a nap, no time to feed? Is he sleeping? Is that a sun rash on our white Scottish lad? ...
Really all we wanted to be thinking was: where's my beer and where's my ice cream!?!?
First sandy step.
First sea dip.
First beach nap.
Really all we wanted to be thinking was: where's my beer and where's my ice cream!?!?
First sandy step.
First sea dip.
First beach nap.
Outdoor tummy time on the balcony.
I really really wanna crawl.
Scaring off the predators before our snorkel.
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