We went to the beach recently.
Jack loved it beyond words. He's kind of like a shark. He never stops moving and never wants to get out of the water.
Food and rest were annoying distractions. He would obligingly eat the sandwich I had packed for him hastily, keeping his eyes on the water the whole time. You know, because it might disappear.
Also? We introduced him to Cheetos. We don't keep chips or anything like that in the house, but hey man, it was vacation. He approved.
Epiphany #742 of Parenting: It really is fun to take your children to the beach.
Sandy bums, Cheeto fingers and all.
Hope someone tells you you're like a shark today.