We all love it here. Asher cries every time we talk about leaving. My emotions are complicated when I'm here; I feel happiness at being in a place that brings me such pleasure and contains such warm, wonderful memories. I also feel some sadness when I think about my grandparents; knowing that they selected the items in the house, remembering how they used them, remembering how they used to be when they were independent and vibrant. It is amazing to me to be here with my own family when I first started coming here as a self-conscious teenager. I don't know if I could have envisioned what the future held if I had even tried! I feel a great sense of nostalgia here, too, since there are so many things that remain unchanged over the past 20 years.
We arrived here on Thursday afternoon after a rocky start (Asher was throwing up!), and made a quick trip to the beach, although it was too cold to swim. I ran to the beach to get some exercise, and Eric drove with the kids.
|Trying to keep warm!|
|Footprints in the sand|
|Charlotte is "swimming"|
|The view of the bay from the pier after dinner|
|My girl and me. Benjamin is hiding behind my legs.|
|He needed to sit on my lap before I had finished my meal|
|The kids are playing and I am watching from the comfort of my chair|
|Two big guys|