Friday was blustery and rainy, and I didn't think any of it could be salvaged. We headed out to the Cape anyway and hoped for the best. By dinnertime it looked like this:
The Marshside Inn was perfect for our needs. Excellent view, as you can see. 4 blocks from the house my parents were in. And they had dolls. Maybe a dozen, each with their own hairbrush and a toy seat that clipped on to the table. Any child who wanted to play with one got it for the duration of their meal. And if dolls aren't your thing, there was a chest full of toys. Genius, I tell you.
Saturday didn't look much better in terms of weather, but we decided to drive to Provincetown anyway. As we drove into the town center, the clouds parted.
S, being a secret Californian, wanted to "dip my toes in the ocean". In November. Fine, they're your toes, kid.
I could look at that picture all day.
She posed a few more times, with Nana and Tapa, and at the Provincetown Monument
When we got home, we got all dressed up for my early birthday dinner. Someone sure does rock a panda dress
Dinner was great, even though S didn't much like all the fancy grown up food. She was ordering the server around like he was her own personal chef.
Sunday dawned cold and cloudy, but we didn't let that deter us. We found a nice little place for lunch, and S decided she wanted to be the photographer. Pretty good for a 3 year old, no?
A good time was had by all, and we enjoyed our visit with Nana and Tapa