05/25/2009

Annihilation of a watermelon, at Coney Island beach

Father and daughter discovered the first sweet watermelons of the summer and for the second day in a row, killed and gutted one. The beach itself was a saga, Iza hated it. The only time she tolerated the sand, was when she was distracted by the watermelons. She screamed with fear anytime her feet touched not just the sand, even the blanket over the sand. We had to rush a very hysterical baby out and off the beach, very quickly after finishing dinner.

And my dreams of playing in the sandy beaches under sprinklers with my baby, slipped through the boardwalk planks.