Very rainy today. In the 60s. Spent the day with my sister and family and nephew at the Glenn Curtiss museum. Mark and I came here when we were dating. We decided that day if we ever had a little boy we would name him Curtiss, after this amazing aviation pioneer.
Oddly enough, this boy was born with flying in his blood. He had a great time here.
Meanwhile, this was the favorite spot of the littles.
Went back to the state park and Curtiss grilled chicken in the rain for us. He's such a great son. By bedtime though we are all feeling frazzled. Our introverts are feeling peopled out and we highly sensitives are feeling their feelings and not sorting out boundries well. The introverts can't set up their tent in the rain, well they could, but they aren't. So we are making do. And hopefully it will stop raining soon so these littles can run.
I intend to hike to the lake in the morning. Rain or no rain.
