Back to the Block

Our trip up to Block Island was equally as fun as the earlier part of vacation. Eric, Mary, Katy, and Emmy were there to continue the small girl (no boys, though) ruckus and Karin and Rebecca came out for a day so we got to see everyone except for Holly. The weather remained beautiful and we even got a good BI storm one night with rain, thunder, and lightening -- for some reason they just make them better out there.

Favorite plane activity: reading the SkyMall catalogue. I had never paid much attention to it before but a) it has a lot of dogs in it (as well as 'puters, miamos (pianos), and watches) and therefore highly entertaining for some baldies (little baldies, anyway). I have to say, in addition to being a good distraction, I found a few things that might make good presents. There was a the bug vacuum (not sure why you can't use your own vacuum), the garden yeti, and the neck traction device. I hope you've been good this year so that Santa can deposit one of these under your tree.

Once arrived on BI, there were many other pursuits to occupy ourselves with, like...

visiting with the garden angel...

sharing snacks with cousin Katy. She's in charge but is a very good sharer...

taking twilight walks. S-l-o-w walks when someone is out of the backpack.

Swinging (I got better shots of her swinging but for some reason her head looked all distorted -- maybe it's the giantness of it all).

Building -- or more accurately, knocking down -- sand castles.

and becoming a total sandy nightmare. The kid brought home half the beach with her yet again.

Snuggling with Emmy -- and learning the finer points of pigmentation. Molly stayed Casper the friendly baby white while her cousins looked at the sun and got a shade darker. Poor bald kid.