Z and I went whale watching with the family today...saw a few whales and realized how completely unprepared I am for a non-California winter. I am now desperate to hit up some thrift stores for flannel and sweaters (I'll call it my Darlene Connor phase).
After getting my sea legs, I was able to track down and photograph various family members wearing furry-hooded parkas.
The best part of the whole trip was how happy and excited Z was to see whales. He swears a whale winked at him, and given his ability to make friends wherever he goes, I don't doubt it.
Love it. I am certain the whale winked at Z. I mean, who wouldn't?! ;)
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