We took Vienna to the beach back in April, but it was freezing cold and windy. This weekend we finally got her toes in the sand and then some sand in her mouth... and she loved it! We went in with low expectations about how long she'd last, but she was perfectly pleasant for 4 hours and was even rocked to sleep by Gran and the ocean waves (which happen to match the white noise she falls asleep to every night). The weekend was relaxing and wonderful until the weather and Vienna both turned sour Sunday night. She cut one of her top front teeth and I think the second one is on it's way. She's obviously in pain and has been unusually crabby, but hopefully she'll be feeling better once they're both out. She turned 8 months today and I am honestly freaking out that she'll be a year in just a few short months.
