Vacation continues

Vacation continued...

Sunday followed and we decided to take it easy, and let the kids get in full naps and R'n'R. Trust me, this made all the difference, as they were pretty worn out. We did manage to squeeze in blueberry and raspberry picking at Chip and Leslie's house on Sunday morning. I was commenting to Suzi that is awesome to have all those berries right there, fresh, and she said, "Didn't you see the sign when you entered Maine? 'Maine- The Way Life Should Be'?"

Sunday night was a great time- Mark and Elise had everyone over for dinner. The food was awesome! We got to enjoy home-made blueberry pie that MacKenzie made. The kids played on the swing set, and in Gabby's little pool. Martin and Coen lounged in the hammock. Ahhhhh- the good life.

The next few days are blurring together now- I never can get them written down fast enough... But we visited Portland, and Portland Head Light, and Mason and Martin explored the fort at Fort Williams while Coen and I did a little on-the-beaten-path with-a-stroller trail blazing. We spent another day visiting Old Orchard Beach- the most crowded beach I've ever seen, by the way, and eating at the pier there. Old Orchard has a really cool amusement park like you see in the movies- with Ferris wheels, tilt-a-whirl- the whole nine yards. Mason saw the bumper cars, and went nuts, so we did that together- both of us screaming with laughter the whole time. Martin went for the big-kid ride and chose the log flume and Mason even liked that. I took Coen on the Bear Affair, and he enjoyed it despite his age.

Tuesday night we headed out to get ice-cream at Kimball's Farm Ice Cream. Huge ice cream- Mason and I shared a small Heavenly Mash, and couldn't finish it, while Martin polished off a hot fudge sundae. Apparently all the old cars congregate at the place on Tuesday nights, so that was fun to see- and we all enjoyed the toe-tapping oldies.

Wednesday night, Jerry and Bev had us over for an old-fashioned lobster/corn dinner. Mason got a kick (but didn't want to touch) out of the lobsters, but LOVED eating them even more. After the fact, I asked him what his favorite part was of the whole trip, and he said, "Eating lobster- eating the meat". Way to go, Jerry and Bev.

On Thursday, we headed to Ferry Beach, which was one of my favorite days. It was an inlet area, so the waves were gentle, the water shallow, and the kids could hunt hermit crabs. Another favorite for Mason, I think. Coen actually took a nap in his stroller on the beach while Martin buried Mason and the other kids up to their heads in the sand.

On Friday, we ran a marathon of a day- leaving Maine around 10ish, and heading to Portsmouth, NH for a tour of the Red Hook Brewery, before heading to Boston to catch our evening flight. Our 7:10 flight turned into 7:20, and actually left the runway about 8:05. Not too bad, for Boston, or so I hear. Still, there were several passengers on that flight running to make connections, and several who missed them. Not us, we were home-sweet-home.