Hours later we arrived on the shores of Lake Michigan. Sammy was absolutely thrilled with the wind in his face and the crash of waves massaging those tiny, exquisite shells that are his ears. He jumped up and down in my arms, flapping his chubby arms and squealing with the gulls.
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
Shores of Lake Michigan
Hours later we arrived on the shores of Lake Michigan. Sammy was absolutely thrilled with the wind in his face and the crash of waves massaging those tiny, exquisite shells that are his ears. He jumped up and down in my arms, flapping his chubby arms and squealing with the gulls.
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