I’ve always known for myself that I seem to completely relax when I am at the beach more than I do anywhere else. It is an almost instantaneous peacefulness that comes over me as soon as I am within breathing distance of the salt air and begin to feel the sea breezes stirring across my face. I love the slower pace and the gentle harmony that embraces my family during our time together on the sand. Sleep is certainly much more restful. I think the feelings I have may be shared by Perfect Girl, my granddaughter. She’s two, still sleeps in a crib at her home, but here at the beach she has been switched to the lower half of a bunk bed surrounded by protective pillows. I think you can tell from this picture that she has made the transition very well. I couldn’t help but envy her ability to sleep soundly in this position. Wouldn’t we all love to be so adaptable?
Life’s a beach! How sweet your grandbaby looks sleeping 🙂
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I’m so sorry to hear about your mother’s passing. Lupus is a difficult disease to diagnose and sadly sometimes it too late. My heart and prayers are with you.
I’ll stop by again for another peek at your Perfect Girl and your blog. Have a great time at the beach!
Yes, being able to sleep like that was definitely the good old days!
So precious!
What a cute photo. I know how you feel about the beach and he ocean. I’ve always felt the same way.
Charlotte
Sounds perfect, wish I was there!