Cherry Beach (Director’s Cut)
Spurred by a comparison of crappy pictures on my Blackberry where Samson just doesn’t look like himself anymore, I took my real camera on our regular trip to Cherry Beach today. It’s astonishing how much he’s grown in these (almost) 4 weeks. And on stuff my body makes! Cheap and convenient! Which, I have to say, really should be the number one reason why anyone perserveres through any troubles with breastfeeding. Today Samson threw a (tiny) hissy-fit when we were about 3 minutes from the car, so I just sat on a bench near the water and fed him. Less than ten minutes later, we were on our way again. No running to the car for a bottle, no warming of a bottle, no carrying an empty bottle, no having to wash a bottle when we get home.
Addie warning us of the perils of boats with sails.
Please, no gang signs. No, throw it up. I’m kidding.