It's been seventy-eight degrees every day since we got here and people are starting to complain about the "heat wave". Here's what my kids think of your "heat wave", Maine:
I'm going to ask Ryan to send me the rest of my clothes and my pillow so I never have to leave. And maybe one of those huge things of chili powder from our grocery store. You can't find those here.
The kids did some crabbing yesterday.
Then we made them eat ice cream.
And sit through a lecture on lobster fishing.
We caught a BIG one.
James makes an excellent beach-sitting partner (who eats sand by the chubby little fistful if you don't watch out).
Yes, I'm breaking up with you, Texas. I just hope Ryan enjoys boatbuilding or lobstering.