Lately I've been lamenting the fact that it's gorgeous outside, I live 75 steps from the beach, and I'm stuck in the house with a kid. A year ago I would've been lounging by the sea working on my tan, but we all know life changes when you become a parent. Not that I don't drag Jack along to the shore whenever I get a chance, it's just that it's a lot more work! First I have to get us both in swimsuits, then I have to pack the beach bag, pull together the large-enough-that-sand-isn't-within-his-reach-blanket, umbrella, and beach chair. Lather the 50+++ sunscreen on a squirmy babe. And carry all this out there with an additional 23 pounds on my hip. Then I spend the whole time entertaining a baby, trying to keep sand out of his mouth and the hat on his head. Not that our beach trips last long anyway. It's hard to accomplish much sunbathing when your son requires 3 naps a day.
I'm done griping. It's time I do something about this that works for both us. I've finally figured out a way that Jack can take a swim, in the shade, while I simultaneously get a tan and read a book! The only thing missing is the sand!