Here’s Ava decked out in her swim/sunwear for our Mexico trip in January.
After this shot was taken, she bounded upstairs (at least as much as she’s able to bound at her size) and hopped into the tub, pausing only to remove her hat.
These duds are supposed to provide UV protection. Leah ordered them from Coolibar (the sales rep on the phone was nice enough to kick in free overnight shipping. Happy Holidays!). She nabbed herself a hat in the process, but nothing for dear old dad! Not even a bandana/minicape! That’s fine. I already have a nice sun hat I can wear, and I’ll probably be under the awning at the beach bar most of the time, anyway. Still, it’d be nice to have some sort of roomy, flouncy beach-type shirt to wear when I help Ava make sand castles. You know, the kind of garment that transitions smoothly from the playa to the cafe to the dance floor. Maybe for Christmas.