Uh Oh

Last night, I walked up and down the beach following G as she tossed her little yellow shovel into the water...all night long! After each and ever toss she exclaimed "uh oh" (like it was a real surpise) and then proceeded to lift her arms and shrug her shoulders in the 'where did it go' fashion. Then she'd spot it ~ squeal ~ and chase after it in the water. Occassionally i'd have to grab her under one arm and chase the shovel down with the tide. And it never ceased to make me giggle when i'd give it back to her and she'd look at it and no more than 2 seconds later -- "Uh Oh!"

P & I got the occassional horrendous parenting looks as we let her run into the waves and get knocked over. It cracks me up when she comes up, spits out the water, wipes her face, then proceeds to clap for herself. She's such an independent thing. A blessing, but a pain in the butt sometimes as well!