Footprints in the Sand

I was thinking this to myself as I watched James wander all over the beach this morning leaving tiny footprints along the way. A beach of endless possibilities in the eyes of a one year old.

We started our day with another patriotic breakfast, although James hasn’t been super into any of his meals here. There is way too much fun to be had, sitting down to eat is the last thing on his mind.

Shortly after breakfast it was off to the beach! I’m trying to get us there as early as possible to beat the powerful rays. The ocean is always calm and peaceful in the mornings too, it’s my favorite time of day at Pawleys.

James quickly took off down the beach as soon as I planted his feet in the sand. No hesitation today. He walked all over the wide beach with no rhyme or reason. It took him a while to get in the water, but it’s so sweet to watch his little body react to the ocean currents pulling the waves in and out. His face in pure amazement.

My parents picked up a stroller off the side of the road the other day and brought it to the beach with them. It’s working great as a little buggy for carting James around when he doesn’t feel like walking.

I can’t complain about my blogging views lately. James has been crashing around 11am every day, which works well for us. He gets a break from the heat and I get a chance to kick back and relax…and as soon as I type that James wakes up. Ahh, life with a baby ๐Ÿ™‚

I hope y’all are enjoying some fun in the sun today!


Hi I'm Rae and I am a pastor's wife and mom to our one year old son James. I recently started blogging as a way to share my recovery journey from an eating disorder, as well as married life, motherhood, food, and faith. Hop along for the ride, Iโ€™m glad youโ€™re here!

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