Beach bum

The beach is my happy place, my safe place.

I'm pretty certain it's Victor's, too.

He loves the wind and the first thing he did when we went onto the beach was to lean back from my arms into the wind, raise his arms, and smile really big. He continues to put his arms out every time we are in the wind.

He's so at home here that he's learned how to clap, how to growl, how to go up steps, and he's walking more and more everyday! In response to "Where's Victor?" or "Where's Mommy?" he points to the named individual.

Maybe we should stay.