
There was also a band, playing wonderful patriotic music (and featuring lots of instruments we recognized) on deck.

The carrier was incredibly tall.

Speaking of carry-her, it's taller than I am on mommy's shoulders...

...and even on daddy's I can't reach the top.

All that sea air really wore us out. Fortunately BoMa and BoPa helped us home.

When I finally woke up, I got to open my first birthday present: a cash register. Thank you, BoMa and BoPa - I can't wait to check you out!

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