Sometimes I’m a little too focused. When I was single, it was ok for my life to get off balance because it affected no one but me. But now I have a family, and they do not enjoy the fast-paced life of a self-employed boss babe. My poor baby. I definitely overworked her today. She is the perfect child and doesn’t make messes, has a low level of defiance, and is fairly patient. But today…oh, today. She had it with me big time. I think she may never want to see flash cards again. We needed a break, so I took her outside to enjoy the organic fun only nature can give. She LOVED the sand and what we created with it.

I was nervous when she got into the water, but she stayed in the shallow parts. She loved it a little too much because I had to extract her from the ocean by force. It had gotten waaay too late and past time for dinner.

I’m such a bad island parent. Just mere days before her birthday, Emerald goes to the beach for the first time. I hope the island spirits know my heart and have mercy on me.