We're heading back down to our old haunt, Rehoboth Beach Delaware, for our annual outing. This year we are officially four, with various and sundried drive-by couch-surfers who'll be crashing with us throughout the week.
Here we are:
Just kidding. This is an old snap of the beach patrol in Dewey, the next beach town south of Rehoboth.
Not that I've been very good about posting lately but I'll probably be even worse between now and August 8th, when we return.
Stay out of trouble while your father and I are away and we'll bring you a nice, big box of Dolle's Salt Water Taffy and a stuffed bear from one of the boardwalk arcades.
And keep out of the liquor cabinet.