The first few times I took Harper to the beach she hated it. The sand was too sandy and the ocean too cold. But every time you go traveling with a baby, it becomes a whole new ballgame. On our trip to Aruba… Well, I’ll just let the videos and the photographs do the talking.
Traveling with Baby: From Water Sports to Hammock Thieving
On our first day in Aruba, the sun was about to set, so Marissa and I carried Harper to the beach. (Okay, so I’ll let the photos and videos do some of the talking.) When we arrived, we plopped our daughter in the sand and here’s what happened…
After Harper crawled into the ocean in her going-out-to-dinner outfit, she was addicted to the water. She spent hours in our rain-forest-esque pool at the Boardwalk Small Hotel.
And the next morning, when we went to beautiful Arashi Beach, Harper wanted to spend the better part of an hour in the turquoise waters. After nearly an hour in that salt bath, Marissa and I were so dehydrated that we decided to head to one of those beach bars for some rum drinks. Obviously Harper didn’t have any; she was the designated driver. But we couldn’t even sit back with our drinks because all Harper wanted to do was party.
It’s really hard to keep up with a baby who always wants to party. I mean did you see those dance moves? But at least when we retired to the hotel there was some time to kick back and relax. But whenever I went to go lay in the hammock, guess who I found hogging it.