The rest of our time in Eastern Mass went by in a blur.
Casey flew home on Monday, leaving Orin and I to a couple days
alone with Grandma Elisabeth and Grandpa Dean.
During the daytime, Orin got to run around my mother's library
and play at the local playground,
(Orin's new favorite thing is the slide,
thanks to his Uncle Matthew)
and at night we ate popsicles and watched the RedSox
The only trouble with the trip (besides the RedSox losing repeatedly)
was that it went by too fast.
But, these crash-course vacations are certainly getting familiar,
so I wasn't surprised when Wednesday rolled around and
we were on the move again, this time to Grandpa Jacks.
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