It was Sunday. A day of rest. Shane got to watch a lot of TV in the morning, so that we could rest!
Carrie went through old photo albums.
I'm not at liberty to reveal much of what I saw and we talked about, but...
....I had to share a couple.
I hope my wife will forgive me later. She can't deny these are great photos.
We went to church and a diner for lunch in Williamsburg.
We hopped on the ferry for Shane. He's still young enough a ferry is awesome.
(This is what I look like in case anyone forgot).
Not many people took advantage of the observation deck.
I admit, I enjoy this sort of thing, too.
We explored a little on the other side of the James, before we circled back.
We noticed an Osprey chick this time around. Carrie got excited and looked it up online. The chick's a local celebrity.
Carrie wanted to go to Jamestown next. I didn't think Shane was old enough (or the weather good enough) that I'd want to shell out $43 for him to run around and stress Carrie out in a new place.
We compromised by going to the gift store.
Shane should be old enough to start learning about history in school next year. I bet Grandpa and Grandma know ways to get discounts, too.
All this time, Shane was asking to go fishing. He got his wish after a Sunday nap.
The fish were biting. Too bad they were all babies.
He really wanted to help Carrie skin sweet potatoes, too, but that was nixed.
No church?
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