Where'd the kite go?

No pictures right now, but maybe mom will put some up later. We forgot to take the camera to the beach this morning. I'm actually taking a nap now (it takes talent to write the blog *and* nap at the same time...) and mom is reading her book on the deck and daddy is diving again. He had such a good day diving yesterday and was able to cross something off of his bucket list! I'll let him fill in some of the details, but he got to see the U-352 which was truly a dream come true. The conditions were perfect and that was the first dive of the day. He said that his vacation is complete and he'd be happy if we went home now :) I think I've convinced him to stay a few more days, though.

After daddy got home yesterday, we went to the dive shop to look around and went to a fantastic restaurant. I was pretty good and had chicken and fries and some of mommy's fish. Dad had shrimp and grits and it looked delicious, but I wasn't allowed to have shrimp or the cheese that was on the grits. When we got back to our condo, we hung out on the deck for a little bit and watched the moon and looked for kites. On Monday night, mommy and I sat outside and watched a kite flying for about 45 minutes before I went to bed, so now I am obsessed and constantly ask "where did the kite go?" I think I have daddy wrapped around my little finger because he said he'd try to find me a kite by the end of the week - I can't wait!

I've actually been sleeping pretty well on this trip so far. Mom and dad brought my aero bed and I slept on that at Jeff and Kathryn's house and only woke up once. Since we've been here, I've been sleeping in a big girl bed because there's not too much room for my air mattress. It's actually worked out well and I've been napping and sleeping well at night. Of course the sun and water probably take a lot out of me, but that's ok - I'm having a blast!

This morning mom and I went to the beach for a few hours and looked for seashells and walked way out into the ocean. I kept saying "here's a big wave mommy!" The waves would crash and mom would dip me in the water, but there was NO way I was putting my feet down. I held on to mom for dear life and she wasn't about to let me go. We stopped at the pool on the way back in for lunch and we swam for a bit and played with my bucket on the steps. I kept splashing mommy and she said it was ok (unlike in the bathtub where she's always telling me not to splash her!)

Maybe we'll have more to write later, but for now we're just enjoying an uneventful (other than daddy's diving) and relaxing week. This was definitely long overdue.