Zeeke had a great vacation.
His favorite part of the trip was definitely going to the beach. He was equally timid and excited about the ocean, so he would act like a little sandpiper, dragging us down to the water to get his feet wet, then running away as soon as it got to him, and then dragging us back down to do it all again. Thursday, after getting over his fear that the ocean would get him, he actually got in up to his waist. He's still a bit scared of seagulls though, so we spent some time chasing them away to remind him that they're even more scared than he is.
Zeeke's sleeping during vacation was better than last year. Two mornings he even slept in until 7:00, although the other nights were full of wakefulness and chatter, especially when Steve was sleeping in the room with him.
Tuesday, we went out for breakfast and had a great morning at the beach, but Zeeke woke up from nap with a fever.
Wednesday, he seemed fully recovered in the morning, so we went to the beach, but just before naptime, he threw up. After his nap, he felt much better. We did some watercolor paintings, then walked down the pavillion after dinner to blow bubbles and look at the waves and the sky.
Thursday, we went to the playground in the morning. After Zeeke's nap, we had to drag him to the beach against his will, where he had a fabulous time despite himself.
Friday, all Zeeke could talk about was eating chicken wings. We drove up to the north end of the island, ate breakfast at Mustache Bill's (Zeeke tried to order chicken wings), then hiked the long jetty and climbed to the top of the lighthouse. Zeeke was amazing and climbed the 217 steps to the top and then back down again all on his own. We got him his chicken wings and then after his nap headed out for one more trip to the beach.
Saturday morning it was crazy foggy on the island. The whole house went out to breakfast together (Uncle Will's), then packed up and headed home to Philadelphia. After nap, we relaxed and drew until dinner when Steve & Zeeke went out to obtain some burgers.
Sunday, we headed out to the playground where Zeeke played with his friend Rosie and his classmates Amelie, Zoe, and Delano. He had a great time and was quite tired by naptime.
Conversations with Zeeke:
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
"What are you eating, Zeeke?"
"Ice."
"Where did you get ice?"
"From the table."
"That's not ice! That's the varnish from the table!"