My 6-month old nephew fits into my 27-year-old sister's PJs.
There is something about coming home from a long day at the beatutiful shore that just wipes ya out.
A positive attitude in a home where its 97 degrees and humid without air conditioning is essential.
Ah, just one of the perks to being a kid - if your 31, ya tend to get stuck...I know, I tried.
And finally, all the McCue's in a row. That's Big Nolan, Me, Little Devin, and Glowing Ellen.
So the real fun begins tonight, with another trip to the beach, and then the rehersal/welcome dinner. Yay!!!!