Sun, fun, and jellyfish

We're on a beach vacation. Sunburns? Check. Running out of water while browsing markets full of overpriced kitschy stuff? Check. Daughter stung by jellyfish after being in water for less than five minutes? Check.
I ran to get the lotion, and by the time I got back, Evelyn was already recovering pretty well. The jellyfish aren't like the deadly kind in Australia; the stinging wears off relatively quickly. And by the end of the day when we talked about the high and low points of the day, Evelyn said everything was a high and there were no low points.
Goes to show that attitude is everything. I got sunburned on our first day on the beach and have been been griping about it under my breath for the past four. Whenever we go on vacation, it takes me a few days to realize that things will cost more than I think they should, it takes longer to get around than I think it should, and things won't always go according to plan.
And Merideth always rolls with it. Unfazed. No problem. Me? I get agitated, overly concerned, and forget that I'm supposed to be enjoying myself.
I'm pretty much into the swing of things now. Merideth got some braids and beads in her hair from one of the local ladies on Front Street here. And then they said, "How about you?" and proceeded with me (without really waiting for me to answer). Okay. Cool. Five little braids and beads. Carolyn, age 5, now has four (we'll see how long they last). Evelyn? She wanted no part of it.
For her, jellyfish turned out to be no big deal, but don't try to put braids in her hair.