Everybody knows when you go to the beach, you have to do family pictures. No ifs, ands or buts about it. It is a must. With E sitting unassisted, I was ecstatic to try some brother pics. Occasionally, I get overly ambitious about pics… and cue picture:

Approximately two seconds from this point is when E eats sand for the first time. Not because he lost his balance and toppled haphazardly over or because he put a handful in his mouth himself. Oh, no. Because his loving older brother gave him a nice shove to ensure little brother went face first into the sand. In case, you were wondering, A was letting us know he was over picture time. Ouch. Brotherly love at its best. Now, having said that, A really is an awesome older brother 90% of the time 😉

Now, E is tough. By the time, we were able to grab him, the poor boy’s face was covered with a thin layer of sand. We comforted him and quickly wiped his eyes, mouth and the rest of his face. E let out a few cries, but that was it. I think the shock of being shoved was far more upsetting than the sand in his mouth. Go figure. A minute afterward, and he was smiling like he was having the best time ever. I don’t know about you, but I would have been bawling had I just had my face smashed in the sand. Impressive, my son, impressive.