H H H

This morning we woke up on Cape Cod, at Jesse's folks house to an H H H day.  I guessed the humid and hot but had to ask what the third H abbreviated.  Hazy.  Well, turns out it's not hazy yet, but it's supposed to get up to 90 today with a 100% chance of humidity.  It's tough to move even my fingers. 
I remember this stifling heat from my grad school days in Boston.  We have nothing like this on the west coast, thankfully, but we also have nothing like this:

Here's Lucelia jumping in the waves at Corn Hill Beach with Aunt Chris and Judoo.

Frank, Lucy, Jack, and Nicholas catching some waves.

Rohan playing in the sand with Big Joe behind him.

We have spent most every afternoon at the beach, splashing in the water with Judoo, Grandpa Sunshine, the McCabes, the Dutras, and the Faulkenbergs.  It's a tough life here, worrying about which swimsuit to wear and which beach on which to sit.  We'll be here for 17 days this summer, longer than we've ever been able to stay.