Last week we drove to the beach. It was fun, we got to sing songs at the top of our lungs.
The beach was full of questionable creatures: jellyfish, a praying mantis (which you were decidedly sceptical about), and Polly the dog.
You quickly adapted to beach life -- didn't take long before you were ready to roll!
Of course, beaches are tiring, so by the end of the day, you were ready to snuggle and sleep.
Upon arrival back in DC you played with your friend, Dan and serenaded drinkers at Room 11...
...serenaded shoppers at REI...
...serenaded diners at El Chucho...
...serenaded concert-goers at the Norwegian Bluegrass Folk Punk show at Haydees...
...and ended the week with an evening-time cup of tea on daddy.
