It would have been tough to imagine a better day to spend at the beach - the weather was glorious, and even though Griffin decided to forgo the pre-campground nap, he was (mostly) delightful for the (mostly) whole day. We were joined by some friends for dinner, and had an impressive feast, beachside.
Today, despite an encroaching cold and some hack-up-a-lung coughing that worsened overnight, we headed out to the Erin Fall Fair. (Note to self and other locals: Grand Valley Fall Fair? Blows chunks. Erin Fall Fair? ROCKS!)We visited some animals, fed them some overpriced food, ate some overpriced food ourselves, and had a not so bad time.Griffin was suddenly LESS than interested in the rides - I couldn't even convince him to ride a horse on the merry-go-round. Here he is, looking only slightly less impressed than the kid next to us on the bench. Meanwhile, Griffin's buddy Graham couldn't be kept OFF the rides. To each their own I suppose!So now, after 2 nights of turkey in a row (with a 3rd, 4th and 5th night on the horizon) I'm feeling very much like a butterball myself. Going to roll myself into bed now. Hope everyone had an equally enjoyable weekend, 3 days or not!