The kids dug big holes, built sandcastles and generally kept busy playing and swimming. That meant for us? Reading. Dozing. Snoozing. Reading. I read nearly the entire fiction issue of the New Yorker — including both Jonathans — and Sarah got through 100 pages of Go Set a Watchman. Good times.
Girls, hard at work:
Rory, Hugh and Sam, relaxing in the boys’ condo:
Go Set a Watchman!
The girls’ condo:
