There are few things in life that are certain. Death. Taxes. And, for us: S'mores and More -- the things we do every summer on our visits to Maine. It's nice that even though our girls have been so peripatetic, they still have these magical summer traditions. So, in addition to the inevitable death and taxes, we have:
Walking Minnie (a.k.a The World's Best Dog). Greatly coveted. Minnie must be exhausted after our visits because of the near-hourly walks.
Belly dancing and a hippie-feminist drum circle with cynical Peter Brady-esque audience member.
Arts and crafts: usually it's beading, and we have the necklaces, bracelets, and earrings to prove it. But this year, Aunt Lisa branches out and gives the girls birdhouses to paint.
S'mores: too big, too sweet, too sticky, too perfect. Every year, one of the girls gets a little in her hair.
Arts and crafts: usually it's beading, and we have the necklaces, bracelets, and earrings to prove it. But this year, Aunt Lisa branches out and gives the girls birdhouses to paint.
Firecrackers: the teens and grown-ups stand around and let the girls light them all, one after the other. The little pyromaniacs.
Competitive board gaming. The new board game added into the mix this year is Parcheesi. Bananagrams is a favorite old standby for the grown-ups. This year Gigi plays a round; though she doesn't win, she manages to sneak in the impressive word "trivia". In another landmark, somebody actually beats Pippa at the game of Set. Sam, a 21-year old engineering student, manages to take a game from his 7-year old cousin, and though it is her first-ever Set defeat, she maintains composure. We are proud, proud parents. And Sam is rightfully proud too, having achieved his lifelong goal of dethroning the reigning Set champ.
And last, but not least, walking by The Portland Headlight. Does it get any more perfectly Maine than this?!
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