Cape Cod and Father's Day

It all started, when Mindy came into town. Returning from Malawi for a visit home, Mindy stopped over in Boston as her portal into the United States. The one in the hat below is Elliot.


We took a walk in the cemetary on a beautiful Saturday afternoon and sat near the pond so Elliot could take a load off. Below Elliot and his Mom are practicing their synchronized swimming routine (of course, with no water).


The next day, for Father's Day, we made our way down to Cape Cod. Mindy's friend from Malawi, Diane, who you will see in later pictures, was there visiting her parents (who you will also see). But below, you'll see Elliot and me clamming. That's right, Elliot is a big fan of shell fish - despite the kosher thing. I'll have a talk with him later. Anyway, here we are (not really) looking for clams.


After a time, we returned to the house and prepared our Cape Cod meal, which included fresh clams (quahogs, steamers and razors), clam chowder, and lobster. And with a view like that, who could complain? You might notice that Elliot is complaining in the picture below, but that's only because we told him he could only eat one lobster con leche. He was upset.

To work off our dinner. Elliot suggested that we take a walk on the beach. He set out before us, but we quickly caught up.



"Gotcha!" His mom caught up to him and picked him up. He didn't seem too upset.

And after some coaxing, he even started to laugh about it.


Once I emerged from my shell fish coma, I joined them on the beach for a picture. This is a north facing beach, so we have some nice light on our cheeks.


And alas, Justeen jumps behind the camera to snap a photo of Mindy, Diane, me and the bean. Soon after this picture was taken, we got in the car and drove in hideous traffic for our seventy mile trip back to Boston. I suppose we weren't the only ones with the bright idea to retreat for the cape on Father's Day.


And quite without warning, Elliot jumps in front of the camera!