In the name of Vacation...

Bea is bored. Capital B-O-R-E-D. I don't think we will be bringing her back until she has learned how to swim, is tall enough to stand in 2 feet of water, is old enough to understand that sand is not her enemy, and has learned to go without TV for more than a day at a time. I have learned, however, that my child is intuitive enough to work an iPad. Or else the iPad is intuitive enough for a 21 month old to use. However you want to look at it is fine... Either way, she is addicted. She has been furiously slicing fruit, popping bubbles, and talking to Tom the Talking Cat. She still refuses to let her feet touch the sand.

Yesterday I hid the DVD player, insisted that my mom and sister put away the iPads, and tried to force Bea outside. Yeah, we were all pretty much miserable. By 10 a.m. the iPads were back. By 4 p.m. my mother was begging for the DVD player. And her feet never touched sand. "But it's vacation... Let her do it."

She is also filled to the brim with candy and other sugary treats, like soda. And we wonder why she can't sit still. But, then again, it is vacation.