Last week we went to Oregon on vacation - partly to visit family and partly to avoid the virtual certainty of a nervous breakdown if I had to spend another week working.
We got to go to the beach one day and Robbie got his first taste of dipping his toes in the ocean, eating Marionberry ice cream and ... sandruff.
In, all I think he had a good time (except perhaps when we were pouring bottled water of his feet and butt in a pathetic attempt to wash away some of the sand)
