On Thursday we took a drive over to the Chesapeake Bay. It was kind of like going to the beach, only not quite as warm. The wind was a bit brisk, but Paul didn’t mind. He spent the time running around a playground pirate ship with a little girl who was hanging out around there. The girl’s babysitter was a skilled shark tooth finder, because in just a few minutes she found half a dozen in the sand for Paul. I looked all over the place and only found one little pathetic tooth. So apparently there are a few sharks in the bay, but they didn’t appear to be large man-eating sharks like the ones on TV that Paul loves to cheer on. Either way, the temperature of the water probably would have been worse than the sharks.
Taking a walk on the Boardwalk. A sign told me that the Chesapeake Bay produces more crabs than any other body of water in the world. That's a lot of crabs. We didn't see any.
Ahoy! Let's check the traps! It's crab legs for dinner tonight!
We're not getting in the cage. The cage isn't going in the water. Sharks in the water. Little sharks. But still... sharks.
Adam is a little disappointed that his big brother was born near a much warmer beach.
Just running around in the sand. One of his favorite things. We'll have to take him back in a few weeks if Spring ever shows up.
Taking a walk on the Boardwalk. A sign told me that the Chesapeake Bay produces more crabs than any other body of water in the world. That's a lot of crabs. We didn't see any.
Ahoy! Let's check the traps! It's crab legs for dinner tonight!
We're not getting in the cage. The cage isn't going in the water. Sharks in the water. Little sharks. But still... sharks. 
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