Ah....the annual beach vacation....a time to unwind, contemplate the clouds, and put the finishing touches on my bronze tan.

If you know where to go, the Eastern Shore is kind of like one, giant baby pool.

You simply swim out to a spot you like....
 

...and set up your parasol. It's just that easy! Now, where is my mommy?
 

There she is! Mom and I spent hours chatting it up. Here we are discussing the strenghts and weaknesses of Ben Bernanke compared to Alan Greenspan. 

When we weren't in the water, we were walking along the beach. 

And then, of course, there were conversations on the porch. Here I am explaining how the earth's spin affects air and water currents. I think mom understood by the end. 

The only time mom and I didn't chat, was when she was doing her yoga. 

But then I hatched a plan. 

Instead of letting mom do her yoga peacefully... 

...when she least expected it, I would give her a hug!