Just Maya. Not a little cat, not a blue monkey, not “brave Maya”, just plain Maya.

What kind of Sunday would it be without a little croquet? More time is generally spent interpreting the rules than actually playing the game.

Rachel demonstrates her flexibility during morning calisthenics led by Jeanine.

And finally, my art shot for the day.

Later we ventured into Rockport where we did a little shopping and were treated by Mario and Rory to ice cream.

Jeanine braved the chilly water and then relaxed on the beach with a book.

Maya demonstrates her water tossing accuracy and total lack of fear.

Think ice cubes.

The boys also spent quite a bit of time on the move. The threat of being splashed carried serious weight in light of the frigid water temperature.

Maya spent most of the day running in and out of the water, back and forth to get sand, and chasing after her larger cousins.

Rachel worked relentlessly on sand construction projects.

Mario, Rory, and Rachel were the only ones to eventually brave the icy waters to reach this platform in the middle of the cove.

A nice view from the beach. I particularly enjoyed this stone outlook, which was perfectly situated on a stone jetty.

Rory sporting a post immersion hairdo.