Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

Gosh, what an original post title! In anticipation of the weekend sun(!) last Friday, my father in law suggested we all head to Frinton on Sunday (9th March) and, never one to turn down a day trip or the seaside, I swiftly agreed! We headed off early (for everyone else, whereas Bubbah and I were up from 5:30 *yawn* and totally ready when everyone else was just waking up) and managed to hit the beach before it got crazy busy.

I'd never been to Frinton before and was completely besotted with how picturesque it was (or "stuck in the 50s" as others said) but then I like that kind of smaller community vibe as it reminds me of growing up spending summers in Hayling Island/Margate mere minutes away from their respective beaches and practically living there before returning to my grandparent's house for a picnic tea/fish and chips!

Bubbah had never been to the seaside before so I was very excited about how he'd react. He loves his baths and playing in the water, and happily spends hours in the sandpit at my mum's house. However he completely freaked out at the feeling of the sand on his feet and made me put his socks and shoes back on! He also spent an hour running screaming from the waves as they rolled in and got anywhere near him.

Finally, after that hour of many screaming runs and dog chasing (the boy is dog obsessed and the quickest flash of dog would send him toddling after them chanting "dog, dog, dog, dog!" until I either distracted him or the kind dog owners stopped their dog and let him say hello) he finally ventured into the sea after daddy and absolutely loved it!

Lots of splashing (and falling/bumping down deliberately) later I managed to drag him out of the sea (now kicking and screaming about coming away from the sea rather than running kicking and screaming away from it) and get him changed out of his absolutely soaked clothes and into Frinton high street to grab some lunch, whereupon Bubbah promptly fell asleep in his pushchair!

After a quick tea of fish and chips (so filling) we got home just past Bubbah's bedtime and, clearly affected by all that lovely sea air, he just about managed to stay awake for me to get him in his PJs and into bed and not a peep was heard from him until his normal wake up time the next day!