Our annual summer trip to Grampa and Nonny's house was a blast. Unfortunately Ellen had to endure a cranky breakfast at A1 Diner (and when I say cranky it is an understatement). Once James was at 3 Mitchell Rd he was happy as could be. There were toys galor for him to play with and we even went to the park to find ants and play on the playground. Of course, the ants were far more interesting than any slide ever would be. While James didn't partake, the rest of us enjoyed fabulous crab meat sandwiches to kick off our week in Maine.
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