A little seagull friend was on the deck by the crack of dawn.
Someone, somewhere must have fed this fellow well, because he sure watched us like we weren’t quite with the program.
The little folks sat lounging around in their jammies doing their reading time.
How I would love to go back to the days when someone assigned me a book to read.
It was quite foggy and brisk this morning…
but the sea has a way of making ordinary things beautiful even without the sun.
Breakfast…ummm.
Dane and his Kortney.
A very young photographer and a cherry topped cupcake.
Magoo was without a hat and since it was cooler than we’d expected, it seemed the thing to do, to whip him up a soft green and peach one.
If you must be little and closed in for a while, you may as well have a tablet of some kind…
and a tickly uncle…
and a ping pong table.
There’s that tablet again.
Mama kisses…
a soft couch…
a little more crochet…
and a place to exercise.
Perfection.
It’s also good to have a Twister playing Aunt…
who knows all the right moves…
no matter what size the players are.
A hot tub is a plus…
as is a box of games…
and a…what the HECK?…tablet.
Something good to eat… 
a book of sudoku…
and an almost finished hat…with an obvious mistake. grrrrrr.
I shall call this my Amish beanie.
You know, so that the mistake is suppose to be there.
*sigh.
Ah well, fine enough end to a long, lovely day.
