And since we got to the beach so early after many hours of reading, playing bocce and paddle ball the only thing left do so was bury me in the sand.
It was pretty tough getting out of the sand!
Fourth of July wouldn't be the fourth without a little cookout.
We put some bu'gahs and dogs on the bah'by.
Unfortunately, the weather didn't hold up so after dinner we headed back to Boston rather than to the fireworks. It was a great little vaca from my....er vacation.
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