The old Repartee's engine was not a team player this summer. It crumped in July and then found a whole new reason to crump in September. I mean, being able to whine about one's sailboat implies a certain amount of privilege. So much privilege, that one should skip the whining altogether, but still...whine, whine.
Ok, moving on. We did get to go sailing a couple times and we got this deliciousness:
I hope she's always this happy sailing her boat! May the wind be always at your back, kiddo. If that gets boring, tack away!
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