I'm a water baby at heart and my roots are in the Chesapeak Bay. I spent a weekend this summer sailing with mom, dad, nanny, pop-pop, uncle matt and aunt carlota. Very laid back. There is nothing quite like taking a nap in the bulkhead with the boat swaying back and forth. I spent a lot of sleepless nights wondering why mom and dad were trying to sleep on top of me. I guess it was to feed me because that is what happened during odd hours (I spent even hours tickling dad's armpit). Life is good.
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