The grown-ups had a date tonight at the Sunset Grill in Duck. The food was okay, but the view over the sound was amazing. The picture is the view from our table. Not bad.

The reason its the Final Sunset, although I’m sure it was on the news tonight, is that the world must officially be ending. While I am not aware of any photographic proof, the first sign of the apocalypse revealed itself today; Michelle went swimming. It happens at the ocean occasionally, but typically only when both air and water temps exceed 90. Beyond that, the rumors are true, she can swim.

Everyone had a good day. Especially Chloe. She napped on the beach this morning. She napped on the beach this afternoon. Rylie and I spent the day in the waves. The kids are tired, and I’m looking forward to a walk on the beach first thing tomorrow.