Today we went to visit my aunt Meghan and cousin Harper at Rye Beach in the Hampshires. I'm so glad I got to meet Harper because she's in such a delightful, cheerful stage (at 5 months old) and who knows when I'll be able to see her again. She was a little sleepy, but Grandma Ellen still coaxed some giggles out of her.
It was an overcast day, but still warm and I somehow STILL managed to get a little pink on my face. Hopefully this baby doesn't inherit my ghostly paleness which seems to react horribly to the sun.
Sorry, no pictures of me. I desperately need a new beach cover up- I don't have anything comfortable (read: stretchy and breathable) to wear to the beach, and at this point, I wouldn't be caught dead in my bikini. I'll make sure I get something before we head out to Cape Cod (this week) and Maine (next week).