Richards Cruise - St Maarten

I miss this.

On Tuesday of our cruise we docked in St Maarten. JB and I have been there twice before, and this time were content to take a water taxi to the nearest beach and let our boys experience it all.

This moment is also the moment where JB's phone drowned. He had it in his pocket unawares. So sorry if you were trying to reach the Bishop, or loan officer that week. Wave bye-bye to daddy's phone, James!

Andrew preferred collecting shells. He tried to put the whole beach in his backpack.

James felt like nursing to the sound of the waves. What the heck, St Maarten does have a nude beach on the other side of the island, right?

Aunt Suzanne and James's twinner cousin Phin, who was not sure what he thought of the sand.

Andrew was so tuckered out, I put him in the Ergo for the journey back, and he proved he can sleep anywhere.

Our other tired beach baby.