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Lake Champlain

A few errands to run on a foggy, grey Tuesday morning, but by noon the sun was out and the lake beaches are finally open so we spent a long afternoon at the Sand Bar State Park.  It's a nice sandy beach where a four year old boy can spend hours digging  holes and then filling them with buckets of water.  All that is required of a grandma is the occasional  admiring comment and the offer of a drink of water. 
After a hearty supper of ham, noodles and corn on the cob, with strawberry shortcake for dessert, Dane spent the longest time drawing and setting up his own "art exhibit."




Only a minor meltdown from over-tiredness before off to bed.  But Mike pured me a glass of wine and all was well.

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  1. He's four? He is a fantastic artist for four! I'm happy for you to be able to spend such quality time with Dane.

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  2. I think Dane illustrates my belief that boys are easier than girls quite well. You are right. Give them a shovel and water, and they are entertained for a good long time.

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  3. A small nap might ward off that meltdown time.
    See if you can't find a sitter for Dane so you can nod off for a few minutes. You could still have the wine at bedtime. :-p

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  4. Now those are great examples of refrigerator art. Glad you had an easy day of it with a little bubbly to make it all better.

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  5. I'm glad Mike "pured" you a glass of wine.

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  6. Sounds like a good day. One minor melt-down can be handled. :-)))))

    ~♥~

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  7. Wow! A true artist, setting up his own exhibit and all. Great drawings ... and it sounds like a great day, too!

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