The Chesapeake Bay

Isaac hated the beach at nine months. Eloise thinks it’s nice. We continued our Independence Day celebrations by skipping nap time after church today and proceeding to the beach at Cape Henry on the Fort Story base. 

Cape Henry is where some Englishmen from the Virginia Company erected a cross in 1607 or something here at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay. Today we watched modern commercial interests sail past, while an energetic pod of dozens of dolphins jumped and splashed not far offshore. They jumped the highest out of the water I’ve ever seen wild dolphins jump. It made me think about the SEVEN shark attacks in waist-deep water off the North Carolina coast in the past three weeks. ….

When I exclaimed over my continuous dolphin sightings, Chris said, “I see dolphins all the time on ship.” BUT THERE HAS BEEN NO BLOG POST ABOUT IT SO IT DOESN’T COUNT, FLY BOY!  

Anywho, we returned home for Pizza and a Movie Night: Unbroken! My mom gave Chris the book when we were in Japan and we both read it practically without stopping. We lived like four train stops from Ofuna…the same Ofuna in the book?! I don’t know. Our plan tonight was to let the kids watch the Olympic racing part of it, then put them to bed before the POW part. But our stupid internet kept cutting out. Like every 20 seconds. Like it does every time it rains. 

Because, the Verizon repair guy told me, these wire boxes are basically little squirrel condos. The squirrels get in and chew through all the wiring, then the humidity shorts out our internet connection, and occassionally puts a stop to our internet altogether for weeks. It is so frustrating. So the 2hr17min movie becomes A FIVE HOURS EXERCISE IN INTERNET FUTILITY. It’s over now. I have no idea what happened. 

Maybe that’s what we get for deviating from watching a Will Smith movie or Pirates of the Carribbean over July 4th!