Bethany Beach, Delaware might just be
paradise on Earth for three-years olds.
There are the aforementioned parades...
...fireworks and sparklers
There's picking blueberries with grandma
and then eating so many your poop turns violet.
There's Fun Land and with your cousins.
There's also walking into town for ice cream, going to the beach, water slides, a Care Bears tricycle that plays music while you pedal, and a grandmother who makes roll 'em up pancakes with powdered sugar every morning for breakfast. And although I could do without the Care Bears song, it's a pretty good place for gown-ups too (we add booze, blue crabs, board games, and sleeping in while grandma makes breakfast).
Tomorrow we head out on the next stop of our great East Coast adventure: road trip to Vermont! Swimming in lakes, catching fireflies, and eating maple syrup to follow.
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I want to be 3 and have that vacation. Actually, I want that vacation now!
Ah, fireflies. Here's to hoping they make you forget any and all whining in the car!
Fireflies in the Garden
BY ROBERT FROST
Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.
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