We just got back after spending a week with Great Grandma and Grandpa Bourque, Nana, Papa and Uncle Matt in Biddeford, Maine. We made the long drive up on Monday morning, and Grahm suprised us all by being a model passenger. He was handsomely rewarded with a week of boogie boarding, strolls on the beach and plenty of opportunity for digging in the sand. The beaches of Biddeford are pristine, with long stretches of sand sprinkled with beautiful smooth black rocks. The seafood in Maine lived up to its reputation: crab, oysters, clams and steamers. Though our favorite dinner was one we made at home- lobster, straight from a local trap right into our own pot. Grahm seemed to think his sweat suit functioned like a wet suit, as this was his favorite time to take a dip.