Last Friday I posted about our trip to Maine, along with a photo of the last time we were there in 2009 when Bean was just a few months old. I was able to get the picture again this year year of Bean and my dad, it's pretty close to that one, only she's a much wigglier, much funnier, much more grown-up version of that tiny baby back a couple years ago. This is definitely a new family tradition. I hope we have years and years of these pictures of Bean and her Gragra. That's what I love so much about Maine. Everything in the world can change, but Maine never, ever does.