My dad went shrimping last night and for some reason my mom and I tried to grill. It was quite a hilarious experience. We ended up dropping one of our burgers between the grill slats and onto the coals. I don't have any pictures to document the mess we made, but it's probably for the best. :)
The few shrimp my dad caught in the sound were perfect for a gourmet breakfast of shrimp and sausage grits.
Wills loved eating his oatmeal on the front porch.
It was a beautiful, windy day spent outside on the dock, visiting the horses, riding the golf cart...
and reading, of course!
I am falling in love with the characters in this book. I am going to be sad to turn the last page.
I'm in charge of dinner tonight. Corn chowder and salad are on the menu. My dad's in charge of a fire. My mom is handling the wine. And Wills will be roasting the marshmallows.