Moses loves the beach. I like the beach, but growing up no where near it, it’s much more of an appreciation than a “need” or yearning. Moses requires beach time. I wonder how Alice will be?We took her to Huntington Beach where Moses grew up on Saturday and Malibu Sunday for a hike and some more beach time (and some swinging). Since Alice’s favorite thing in the world is to sit on a padded blanket and have us play with her she was pretty stoked on beach time. She also loved all the other children and people she could stare at until they smiled at her or came over to say hi (including, randomly, David Spade, who was sitting close to us while we had lunch at Cafe Habana on Sunday).
When we dipped her baby feet in the freezing cold water she looked a little shocked, but she recovered quickly and set to her next task: trying really hard to eat sand. We managed to evade the actual eating of grains (until today, when I took her to the Santa Monica Pier for the afternoon. I now have ample photos of little Bluebelle with her mouth ringed in sand).Beyond the sitting on blankets with padding, Alice’s other favorite thing is to pinch, pull and squeeze just about anything she can get her hands on. This includes my hair and Moses’, Moses’ nose and eyebrows, my lips and so on. I miss wearing my hair loose, and while I’m not a big jewelry person beyond rings, it would be nice to have that option…but Alice won’t be a baby forever and then I’m sure I’ll miss it–even the scratches when her nails get too long.Sometimes when Alice and I are outside I tell her how lucky she is to grow up here–She wakes up to (a really annoying but picturesque) rooster and the nighttime air smells of jasmine. We have wild parrots that (again annoyingly but…) sit on our porch rails and we spend our weekends hiking and beaching, our days growing plants and vegetables to eat. While I love where I grew up and will always enjoy the seasons, I can’t say I miss it. California is such an amazing place.