Deliciousness in a pail.

More fotes (that's short for "photographs" and is a synonym of "pix") of our vacation.



Jude is clearly having a good time. He would literally fill the bottom of the pail with thumbnail-sized rock crabs which crawled around like ants among the stones after the tide receded. It was his virtual heaven.




This kid is also a very big fan of campfires, even in the absence of well-toasted marshmallow. There was a second fire across the field that night, and it was very big, a "bomb fire". Jude wasn't too impressed with our puny fire and declared that "It's not fair: they always have a bigger fire."




There you have it: proof that Esmé is bigger than Jude.