At Jetties Beach, I discovered the pure joy of being buried in the sand and digging my way out -- over and over again.
In Madaket, Uncle Charlie and I contemplated the serenity of Hither Creek.
The Whaling Museum kids' room offered up some hilarity with Grace dressed up as an old-timey lady in high tops.
A week at Topside got me excited.
But I calmed down enough to watch some TV with Grace.
Grace took in the view from the deck, pretending to be a grownup.
And one day we conned Grampy into inviting us to lunch at the Anglers' Club.
Yes, we're good.
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