Sailboat race

Lily's sailing camp had races on Thursday evening, which were impossible to follow from the dock.  They were so far out and we had no idea what their path was supposed to be so we squinted and used binoculars and enjoyed the cool afternoon.

Georgia went through many moods as the hours went by.  Happy and engaged.

Bored yet agitated.

Pensive.


It has become clear that Georgia feels left out and always 'behind' as the little sister.  The should have been obvious to me I suppose, but I figured she liked doing whatever she was doing.  But  Lily has more playdates, sleepovers and camp experiences, while Georgia sits on the dock with the grownups or gets to go grocery shopping.  It does kind of blow to be the little one.