I spent most of the day in the water, floating and talking. It was cloudy but warm. The sea plane was supposed to come again and the K Man thought he might want to go for a ride this year and M said she might want to go again but when the plane came no one wanted to go for a ride after all.
D went fishing with her daddy.
And spent the morning with her Boppa, feeding nuts to the chipmonk that lives beneath our deck.
The party dock that I bought this year is a big hit.
The men have been fishing morning and evening. Is it just me or so they seem to be comparing size? Ahem.
It was also the first-annual tacky shirt day. My shirt had Mr. Potato Head all over it and said "Mr. Potato Head picks his nose."Because we are a classy bunch, we spent a lot of time talking and laughing about...well, if you've read about our vacations before you probably know what we talk about.