Headed to the beach to jump some waves (Evan) and check out the girls (Eric--ha! bet you weren't expecting that one!) until a HUGE thunderstorm kicked us back indoors...awesome timing on getting back to the house. No sooner had Ethan pulled all the stuff inside, the rain started pouring down.
After a much-needed nap by all the boys, we headed down to the boardwalk to play some games and take Evan on the rides.
Uncle Sean, Emma, and Fiona (or Fion-ee-ia, as Evan calls her) arrived a little before dinner and brought the volume and pitch in the house waaaaaay up :-) Now that the kids are sacked out (I'm afraid to think about tomorrow's wake-up hour), the men are doing the manly thing on the porch. Decided to call it a night once stories started about a party attended by Ben Franklin and Eli Whitney. Okay, maybe it was just a costume party, but did I mention what time we got up this morning??
Uh oh, battery dying! Publish, publish!