We also drove down to the Campden/Rockport, which included a trip to Perry's Nuthouse (always). We ordered Pizza and ate it at a park on a harbor. Brad Fell asleep on the ground, got a sunburn and Gwen decorated him with flowers. My mom and I talked and laughed while the girls picked buttercup, and played on a gigantic anchor. Beckham alternated between being happy doing whatever we were doing and eating. Then we drove out to the breakwater lighthouse. We had to walk out to it in the harbor on a 10 foot wide, 1/2 mile walkway. It was quite windy and quite long, but it was an experience =0). And, lucky for us, we found more shells at the beach on the way back to the car. The girls loved collecting the shells (again), and even figured out they could use their dresses as baskets to hold them in. Everyone was happy, except Beckham who started getting sick, with a fever, halfway through our windy way to the lighthouse.
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