Jude Eats Sand


This week was my sister's spring break, so we decided to take Jude to the beach. My grandma came along also and brought Samantha. It was perfect weather for a beach day! Once we arrived, we quickly found out that Samantha HATES sand. She will not even step on it. Jude on the other hand, LOVES it! In fact, every chance he got, he would put hand fulls in his mouth and eat it! The series of pictures below document his first encounter with the sand:


hmm..looks tasty

one hand full...



I think I will try some more!

two hand fulls...


Yummy!



and three hand fulls!

At this point, we cut him off. He was not happy!


Still, every time he thought we weren't looking, he would attempt to eat more!



What a silly little boy! I guess a little sand won't hurt!!


Comments

  1. ChelseaMarch 30, 2011 at 4:49 PM

    i ate sand as a kid and i turned out relatively okay... :)

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