Zuma Beach, Malibu, CA
Mommy dressed me in layers for the weather
and I had blanket but Daddy decided that I was still cold.
He used a beach towel to wrap me up even more.
(He didn't, and still doesn't, know how to swaddle me)
He just grabbed one end of the towel and wraped it around and around.
With Daddy, it's "whatever works."
The breeze, the smell of the surf, and the sounds
of the crashing waves put me right to sleep.
