On Sunday, the weather was forecasted to be in the mid-70s, which sounded lovely. So we went to the beach. When we got there, though — loaded down with shovels, buckets, and beach towels — there was a chilly ocean breeze. Of course, that did not deter our little mini-Mainers, who so badly want it to be summertime. I have to admit, I'm right there with them (although I still refused to put on my swimsuit).
Travelingjenny
Navigating the hilly terrain of motherhood




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