We had a lovely weekend at Great Grandma Dorothy’s house. She has had her house in East Hampton since before the Hamptons was “The Hamptons”. One of the great things about knowing a fulltime resident of EH is that they all get access to Georgica Beach, where the Swells go to sun themselves. Thats a pretty nice treat when you’re from the rough-and-tumble Upper West Side of Manhattan, like we are.
As I mentioned earlier, Jack had his first encounter with the ocean. And while I didn’t end up just throwing him in, he did try it out, as you can see below. I was slightly disappointed because Jack did’nt even try to eat a fistfull of sand, although, I am assured by Gran E that I’ll get my chance. In the end, I would say that Jack’s first trip to the ocean had mixed results, but we’ve mooched our way into a weekend at the Jersey shore in two weeks, so he wont have to wait long to try it again.
Bottom line for the weekend: Lobster dinner is delicious and there is nothing funnier than seeing a baby that is simultaneously terrified and fascinated by the water.
Playing with Great Grandma Dorothy.
More playing.
“It’s new, but I can handle it”
“Whats all the fuss about? Drop me in there!”
“I AM NEVER GETTING WET EVER AGAIN!!!”
