Last morning at the beach

We're blogging as we drive along I-10, less than three hours from the beach. We miss it already. MB's already scheming for our next getaway: a trip to see cousins Anne, George, andMadeleine in Baton Rouge. It'll be LSU Vandy weekend. The lobbying begins to get Ned to buy tickets for Tiger Stadium, even if he will be wearing black and gold. Baby M and I will sport the purple and gold, of course.