All right, this is the last of the beachcomber series. I think I have officially milked our vacation dry of photographs. I have mentioned a couple of times, however, that Max had a slight aversion to the ocean when it came too close, and I wanted to record the moments when that aversion was born, should it come in handy later when he is talking to a therapist about his fear of water.
Phase one of fear inducement: Max's mama, in an attempt to expose Max to the wonders of nature, dangles him over the water. He is encouraged to touch the frothy waves. He does not comply.
Phase two: Max begins to writhe vigorously, in the process nearly defeating his own purpose and getting dropped into the very water he is protesting proximity to.
Phase three: Max decides that Mama is not to be trusted. He appeals to Dad for aid and succor. Ian, who is not a huge fan of being out in nature, either, helps Max to hide behind a boulder. The two of them remain MIA for the rest of the trip.
Phase one of fear inducement: Max's mama, in an attempt to expose Max to the wonders of nature, dangles him over the water. He is encouraged to touch the frothy waves. He does not comply.
Phase two: Max begins to writhe vigorously, in the process nearly defeating his own purpose and getting dropped into the very water he is protesting proximity to.
Phase three: Max decides that Mama is not to be trusted. He appeals to Dad for aid and succor. Ian, who is not a huge fan of being out in nature, either, helps Max to hide behind a boulder. The two of them remain MIA for the rest of the trip.
8 comments:
I miss you guys :(
hanging out soon
also nature rules, as long as it bends to our will
There's still hope...remember it took you a long time to trust the ocean again after one of its waves knocked you down...and now you have a healthy relationship with it (or are you just offering your first born in appeasment?).
Oops..I am not anonymous, I am granny.
Thank goodness, Granny. If you hadn't clarified, I would have been left wondering how that wave that knocked me down got our blog address and learned to type.
I have been taking lots of classes online. Not only can I type 65 wmp, but I am also a licensed real estate agent, so I have that going for me too. The only thing that sucks about it is no one wants to buy land underwater :(
Wow, Large Childhood Wave. I'm sorry I underestimated you. It must have been tricky to learn to type without getting the keyboard all wet and salty. I am somewhat disturbed, however, to find you keeping tabs on me twenty-seven years later.
I too miss all you out in Davisland (if you look at that word quickly, it almost looks like Disneyland, though they are not really the same place, other than the animatronic people which seem to inhabit both "lands").
I digress...
I must agree with Mike, NATURE RULES! Hear, Hear for nature!
Well, being a lightning-storm, it probably has a bird's-eye view of the world, and can therefore track you for great distances. By the way ... there are rarely lightning storms in Davis. I'm just saying. People that are looking to relocate might consider Davis if they are being followed by storms.
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