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.