The belle of the ball, 8 months old. She has amazing eyes, a phenomenal blue-gray:
I had lunch with my friends, then skated along Route 36 (?!) - not as lovely as Sandy Hook, but definitely less mobbed. I was more or less able to keep up with my friend because she was pushing a stroller.
A beautiful, sunny day all round except for the small rainstorm on the return trip.
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