I’m tapping this out on my phone from the shores of Conneaut Lake. We’re here for annual family vacation.
Apparently this is the year that the baby turned some kind of maturity corner. I was banished to my towel because, “You’re embarrassing me in front of my date.” He fancies one of the teenagers here and she is being very good-natured and sweet about the whole thing.
He’s too cute. And I don’t want to embarrass him. So I’ll just be on my towel chuckling until I start quietly weeping.