A couple of my young male cousins (1st cousins twice removed) wandered into the “parking lot” between the Old Cabin and the moomincabin early this afternoon. I think they were looking to borrow kayaks and we are happy to oblige. Before we could finish our conversation they spied the GG walking up the path through the woods from the beach. They yelled, “Don’t shoot!”

This was hilarious! I think these young men have encountered the GG at The Garage, sometimes shooting, sometimes not. When people drive by and the garage door is open, they often stop to talk. The Busybody of Birch Point Beach.

So I am cracking up. And reminiscing. First, remembering when I was a kid and these young folks’ parents were babies younger than me or not born yet. And then I was having my own babies and their parents were just beginning to have their own children. I am trying to figger out how the GG and I went from being the “cool” aunt and uncle (if we ever actually did get to that, probably not) to wherever we are now. I think we are verging upon being the kinda cray-zee old fogie aunt and uncle kind of folks. The ones who might like to have toooo much fun. Make no mistake, we are careful to keep from providing the too much fun kinda stuff to our young adult cousins. We are also well aware that they know how to provide their own fun. Been there done that.

We hosted our friends of porterization for dinner tonight. I was reluctant at first. I had a loooong work day and it is a school night. It started out as a happy hour but turned into dinner on the moomindeck. Cheers!

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