I confess I’m more of a couch potato than a beach babe, but we decided to bring our little one to the beach a few weekends ago to test out the saying that GRs are born to love the water and swim!
I don’t think I’ld ever have woken up at 6am on a Saturday morning otherwise, but I thought we should try to get there nice and early when the beach is more likely to be deserted so that she could swim to her hearts’ content without having to worry about scaring other people or their kids! We reached the beach before 7am and she simply loved every minute there! Running around the soft sand (albeit a tad littered with plastic bags and stuff) and shoving her little snout inquisitively into the sand, she was quite a hilarious sight.
She walked along the shoreline tentatively, jumping back when the waves came in, finally settling on a little spot that was sheltered and the waves gentle. We went barely knee-deep into the water and tried to gently cajole her in, but she flatly refused. It took her instincts of retrieving to finally get her into the water and swimming, and all we actually needed to do was to throw her tennis ball into the water and get her to ‘Fetch’!
We had a blast the next hour playing fetch in the water, trying out her first doggy paddle swimming strokes and running with abandon on the sand.
Here’re a couple of pictures of her at the beach!
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