Everyone in my family – except me – has always loved the beach. Emma’s mother loves it, Emma loves it, and now Robin loves it. I do like the beach for a half hour or so, but then I get restless or hot or sand gets in my shoes. I like walking on the beach in the morning, and in the evening, and I admire the beauty of the beach.
But I think I’m just too restless to sit there for hours, my butt gets store. I am happy to see how much Robin has taken to it, she will have the same wonderful times with her mother that Emma had with hers. That is a valuable thing in life.
Of course, I am not as cute as Robin.
Emma is urging me to do Facetime with Robin, she says Robin wants to talk to me. I said let’s do it when I’m out with the donkeys, Emma says it’s me Robin wants to see, not the donkeys. Okay, I get it. I don’t like Facetime anymore than I like sitting on a hot beach all day, but Emma is sending me a signal, and i am hearing it.
Like you I was often annoyed when people found the need to comment on who our daughters looked like. I always responded that they looked like themselves. Well I am going to break my rule today but before I do I will say that Robin is a beautiful child with such a look of curiousity in her eyes. On Father’s Day you posted a picture of you and Emma and I was struck by how much Robin resembles her Mom and Grandfather. There is definitely a strong family resemblance. Both Emma and Robin have a contagious smile.