Jack and I went back east to ol' Cackalackee. Daddy saw us off in Seattle and went to a Mariners game.
We arrived in Jacksonville and it was night time, humid and humming with bugs. I hadn't been back for a long time. My parents drove us to their beach house in the little town of Snead's Ferry. They were so happy to see Buggy and could not get over his "pretty" face.
Snead's Ferry is a sleepy hot little town, full of shrimps, oysters, and crabs. My dad caught me some hermit crabs which were my pets. They have an annual shrimp pageant, but the festival was not on while I was there, so I could not be crowned Shrimp Queen. We did a lot of fishing. My dad is a good fisherman.
Little buggy got to go to the beach and see the ocean and many seashells, birds, and even a baby owl my dad rescued. Granddad loved carrying Jack everywhere in a pouch like an old man kangaroo.
Mom cooked many meals for us. Since she could. It was really good seeing my mom and understanding what it is to be a mom myself. We related birthing stories and breastfeeding. Mom had unassisted labor at home- my dad pulled my brother from her- I had a great appreciation of how brave she is.
Our trip to North Carolina was wonderful. Buggy liked the sea air, especially after knowing nothing but arctic winter. I ate many a Krispy Kreme donut and Bojangles BBQ biscuits. We let our hermit crab friends go back to their ocean home. Then we left to go back home to Daddy. We missed him terribly. When we got to Fairbanks, the snow had melted and it was sunny out- we gave Daddy a big hug.
