Piles of toast. A genetic trait, apparently.
The Narrows. No wake.
Cloud tail. Get some.
I caught this dude! And left him behind.
Boat safety. Learn it for reals.
Drinking martinis one minute.
An impromptu sail on a 41 foot boat the next.
With the family I used to babysit for.
Baby Kendall is now SIXTEEN. Feelin' a bit old and a lot nostalgic.
1 comment:
What a day! Way to live it up.
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