After living the island life in the Far East, we moved a little less east and stayed with Grammie and Grandpa in a town called Mystic.
There was a pool.
Mom made me wear these things called floaties. I pretended to hate them.
But those things called floaties let me swim by myself. Don’t tell mom I kind of love my floaties.
There was a beach.
Grammie gave me this red shovel and bucket.
And there was a fantastic sunset.
Dad and the Mystic sunset.
I loved spending time with Grammie and Grandpa in the lovely town of Mystic.