We haven’t been fossil hunting in ages, and an unseasonably warm day gave us a perfect opportunity to go recently. Job was one month old on this day, and it seemed like a good way to celebrate: his first fossil hunting trip. Of course I ended up with mastitis by the end of a day that I finished off with errands and grocery shopping until 10 p.m. I guess I overdid it. A couple days of rest, and I’m fine now. Lesson learned (again.)
As we walked down to the beach, and even on the drive beforehand, Jonny and I reminded Beatrix and Silas over and over again, “Don’t get in the water.” The air was warm, but the water was very cold. Beatrix is getting a little better, having learned the hard way many, many, times that if you get in the water during the fall and winter, even on a warm day, you are going to be really really cold. Jonny and I still haven’t learned to carry more than one change of clothes per child for our younger kids and to actually carry them in a backpack so that we don’t have to make multiple trips back to the van. I put these photos in the post in the order in which they were taken, and you can watch Silas go from fully clothed, to naked, twice. I finally had to zip him in Beatrix’s hoodie to get him back to the car where thankfully there was one last dry shirt waiting for him. These trips (a little over an hour in the van each way) always involve a lot of fun and a whole lot of crying. Jonny and I endure the crying because it’s worth the fun of getting out of the house and being outdoors, and let’s face it, there’s a whole lot of crying from the younger set right now at home too. How long does it take for things to settle down after a new baby is born? I can’t remember. I was thinking it would take a month. Ha ha! Maybe six months?
I’ve been making an effort to hand Jonny the camera more frequently so that I will have more semi-candid photos of myself with my kids (I’m not talking about the ones where I am sharing finished knits and I have made an effort to look nice and only show my good side.) I know I am not the only one not showing up often enough in pictures with my kids. We’ve all got our perceived imperfections; many of us wish we could change this or that. But far worse than looking “bad” in pictures is being absent from them.
p.s. Here’s a post I wrote earlier this year about getting started with fossil hunting.
p.p.s. On the way to the beach we passed a field with what we at first thought was a large group of vultures. But then we started noticing white heads on many of them! It was a group of about twenty bald eagles, both adults and juveniles. They moved into the adjacent trees when we pulled off the road, and I had a 50mm lens on my camera (my standard) so wasn’t able to zoom in, but did heavily crop a couple of photos so you can see the eagles in the trees. They are the dark lumps in the branches. This must have been one of the neatest things I have ever seen!