We arrived a day early for Bean’s christening. There was an Easter egg hunt at the beach (yeah, only in California), so we took Andie and her basket. The Easter bunny and the rest of the world were there. Andie got some lap time and 3 eggs (the limit). Grams couldn’t take the crowd. She is too weird sometimes. I got this picture of Andie with Peter Cottontail. That night Henri arrived from New York and we all rested up for the big day.
You’ll notice the look on Bean’s face as looks at his dad: “They’re going to do what? Dad, Dad, you got to help me escape!” Andie poured the water in the font. Henri had done that for Andie’s christening 5 years ago. Bean actually did great until it got to the third dunk, the Holy Ghost got him and he let out a scream that was heard to the Canadian border. Well, if the spirit moves you . . .
In the afternoon, we went to the boardwalk. Henri and Andie rode the boats, and dragons, and all sorts of rides. They played in the game arcade. Even Grams got into the act: here’s the evidence. Grams loves bumper cars. I think because it’s the only kind of car she can drive and worry about hitting things. A gale moved in, the sea churned up and we looked liked drowned rats, but we had big smiles on our faces as we headed back to Andie’s house. After dinner, Grams read a story to us and we all toddled off to bed.
So, a good time was had by all and we’re on the road again. Marian and Emlyn are in New York and I’m looking forward to Thursday when they get to Santa Tourista, our little town
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