We’ve embarked on our biennial Thanksgiving week in Stinson Beach and life is good. So far:
Within an hour of our arrival, both boys were so wet and sandy they had to be hosed off before re-entering the house.
Ben has played with his favorites of his uncle’s various cool things: the carousel full of poker chips and the electronic card shuffler.
Eli has “woofed” at his uncle’s new puppy approximately 73 times (every time he walks past Dusty’s crate…)
The refrigerator is so full there’s no room for the turkey (good thing we have a few days to eat down the food supply before, um, we make a ton more food…)
And as I type, Ben and Eli are, for the first time, sleeping in the same room, so that Tony and I don’t have to share with either of them. Here’s hoping this is the first of many peaceful nights of the brothers sharing a room.