Syd had been coming down with a cold this week. Early this morning,
she started coughing. After the last coughing fit, I decided to get
up for the day. Outside, the sky was grey, and the sea was turbulent;
waves were doubling back on themselves due to the strong winds.
We got dressed and ate breakfast at Stack 'Em High, a cafeteria-style
breakfast place whose walls and rafters were covered in quotes and
proverbs. By this time I was starving, and everything on the menu
looked great. I managed to reduce the set of choices down to two
dishes. Then I ordered one of them for Syd (pancakes with chocolate
and peanut butter chips and a side of bacon) and the other for me
(sausage gravy on biscuits with hash browns).
After breakfast, we began our shopping. We first stopped at a
Christmas store for some tree decorations. We have a tradition of
acquiring an ornament that symbolizes that year; this time, we picked
out a couple that had a beach theme. Syd loved racing around to all
the different Christmas trees and handling the fragile ornaments -
nothing broke, luckily. Next, we stopped at a beach knick-knack store
for some souvenier t-shirts and gifts. I stayed in the car with
Gavin, who was sleeping.
Finally, we returned home for the day. We slowly began to prepare for
leaving tomorrow, packing what we could. We stayed in for dinner;
Daria grilled some steaks on a Jenn-Air indoor grill - what a great
invention! And we skipped the hot tub tonight because the spray from
the crashing waves was reaching our porch.
Before going to bed, Sydney wanted to take a few pictures. So, we
gave her the digital camera and let her go wild. She chose things
that she wanted to remember about the beach house; things that Daria
and I might have overlooked were it not for her unique point of view.
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