Friday night wasn't too much fun. I had a fever all last week, and I was a major fussbutt. At dinner, I didn't want to eat - it was much more fun to watch the people, take food out of my mouth and throw it on the floor, and whine. Then when we got back to the hotel, I didn't want to sleep, even though I was really really tired. Mommy and Daddy were not happy about how this vacation had started.
Saturday we got up early (because I don't sleep in on weekends!) and went to the aquarium. I watched the alligators, who watched me back. I pet the crabs and splashed in the water in the touch pool exhibit. We watched the big saltwater tanks and the jellyfish. I was pretty sleepy at this point, so I didn't really take much in.Back at the hotel afterwards, Mommy and Daddy realized why I'd been so fussy - I had really bad diaper rash, plus I was covered with red spots (roseola again). After that I felt a lot better and was in a much better mood, which Mommy and Daddy were grateful for.
The food problem was solved next. I just wasn't given the right food!
Look what I had with lunch - yum! My cousin Chris liked lemons as a baby too, so I guess it's just more genetic weirdness.
After lunch we played on the beach, where I also had a quick snack.
Well, not so much a snack as a meal. I ate quite a few (6 or 7?) handfuls of sand. Yum! Daddy and I played in the waves while Mommy dozed on the beach. After dinner we went for a walk on the beach, where I realized that my parents are oddly fascinated with birds. Mommy and I chased the sandpipers, which made me really laugh! Daddy and I pretended to be sandpipers by running towards and away from the waves, until I fell asleep. Those big waves were really relaxing!
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