Wednesday, August 10th 2016
Home from my gig with smooth enough transitions to catch an earlier Boston Harbor Ferry than expected.
Daddy joins us tomorrow by shark or something we don’t know what.
We’ll just have to camp and sea.
And goof off over ferry boat pretzels.
CJ waxes ambivalent over the “Graveyard of Sea Creatures” on display.
AND we’re by the ocean!
Shel Silverstein by head lamp, songs by ukulele, crickets and ocean waves, I’m feeling pretty good about how I’m managing to provide for the kids out here.
“I’m so happy!” says the groggy 5-year old as she descends into sleep, “Because tomorrow is the day that DADDY comes.”
“You know you just saw him most of today right?” I ask.