Last year, during our visit to the beach, Jackson was a little weirded out by the whole experience. He just didn't quite know how to take the sand. This summer's visit is turning out to be no different. (Maybe sensory issues run in the family, whether you are born preemie or not!) He is still wanted us to carry him if he had to go more than two or three steps, and the water was definitely freaking him out.
He wasn't even keen on others enjoying the water--he sat in the shade and pined away for whoever was in the ocean.
But then Brian threw out the curveball: FINDING NEMO. He told Jackson that the ocean was where Nemo lived and that they needed to go look for him. It worked like a charm! He came back chatty-cathy about their search in the water. :)
Hopefully by the end of the week, he'll be an old pro!