Despite Dennis' vehement protests, we left the beach yesterday. He learned to dive into and under the waves as they were crashing over him. He swam all around (in 12 inches or less of water depth) with his goggles on, looking for shells. And he absolutely did not sleep on the drive home. He did attempt to negotiate a move to Panama City Beach, saying "we could live here--I could bring all my toys. I guess that would take a million backpacks, though, to move all my toys!".
He returned to kindergarten today, not very graciously, after I denied his request for "a day to be lazy" (which I would have loved). I taught my first day of preschool for the year. Oh the crying! It's tough for a 2 year old to leave Mommy!
Tonight Dennis was planning to curl up and watch a movie on his Kindle. He plopped down in the den on the ottomans to wait for one of us to make popcorn, but he very quickly fell asleep right there. Poor, exhausted little guy!
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