Life's a Beach

Can't really say that last night was an improvement with the sleeping! We made it into bed, but then H awoke crying at 3am, and didn't settle again until 6am. It's very difficult as we can't really leave her to cry as there are obviously people in the apartments next door. I can only assume she is a bit mixed up with the change in environments, and the fact the cot is smaller than she is used to so she keeps battering her head off the sides and waking herself up.

Being out on the balcony and looking at the moon seems to calm her down a bit (along with several episodes of Waybuloo or Peppa Pig)!

It rained today so we treated ourselves to a full breakfast out at an Irish bar, then lazed about for a few hours before heading to the beach again when the rain stopped. H loved it and enjoyed knocking down the sandcastles hubby was trying to build. She also found a massive hole someone had dug, and we couldn't get her away from it!