Meanwhile, I was in Nantucket with my wild pack of family dawgs this weekend. Much needed. Beav can't fly cause she's too far along, so we hooked her up with a spa cycle and some movie money. There were shoe bags in the bedroom when I got home.
We left for the Cape Friday morning, 8 of us. Our host, the most handsome and generous AEB III, secured air transport direct from Teterboro. Bad ass. Here's the crew sprinting to the craft:
I may have been more excited than the girls. Toby aced me by rocking the sport jacket for the flight, Classy.
Weather was a touch dicey, we flew in moments before it starting raining sideways. The season doesn't start for another couple weeks, perfect timing for optimal donut avails. Trey, parking the plane:
Trois and the Dauphin supervising the sandwich assembly in the window box. Did a lot of napping in this spot.
Lucy letting me know my jokes need polish:
The manse...
Fashion shoot day two. The surf was massive. As will be the comments, I'm sure.
Pretty good looking crew here. I think everyone's wearing HH's workout wear.
Hard not to take all the pictures of these two:
Klammed.
Perfect form after the perfect storm. We went fishless.
STEAMAHS!
Managed to win this one when no one else was trying. 
We saw this cereal again!
Fabulous trip, fabulous company. A thousand thanks to the Beckster and Franci for having us up. I got a chance to do a little baby watching, wow, those little ladies are a lot of work. Good practice. I'm excited about the naps, less so about the early mornings.
Mom's belly got bigger *while away*. Missed my ladies.
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