Any who, back to where I was... oh yes, the beach... It's definitely one of the things we take for granted living here in Florida. For crying out loud, Chris works out there on the island and we rarely go out there. But while out there, we did get to go visit CC's God Father, Jak at work.
Today was CC's first dip in the ocean, his little toes curled up when they touched the water and then he laughed. Then the wave of water drenched me as I was trying to dip his toes. Can you see THAT wave inching it's way to my butt in my white shorts...Unfortunately Chris didn't get that picture, damn.
Trisha and Connel made the trip home this week for the first time since Brice was born. It's nice to have them home and I am glad she is home for her first Mother's day. This trip sure isn't what it was suppose to be months ago, they should be making the temp move back home while Connel deploys and Trish stayed here with Brice. So this trip definitely has mixed emotions. Please say a prayer for some peace and what little bit of comfort can be found on such a profound day in a mother who has lost her child this coming weekend. Not only that, but Brice's service is being held Saturday, so it will be an emotional weekend for all of us. We took them out to the beach with us this morning with the intentions of writing Brice's name in the sand. It really is the simplest of things that can make you smile, like seeing your baby's name written anywhere.
Oh did I mention that CC is 5 months old today. (choking on my diet coke... he is growing up so freaking fast!)
|Notice the muffin top my son sports?|