Grandpa and Emily, waiting for steamers.
The champagne of beers...and Grandpa's beer of choice.
Elizabeth plows through her steamers.
Emily dips her lobster in some butter.
Some of the carnage...
So apparently, when you are 4 years old and really cute, you just go up to an employee and ask if they will take the really, really big lobster out of the tank to show you - and they do! This one was close to 20 pounds.
Grandpa holds up Elizabeth for a closer look but never fear, they brought the lobster down to the girls' level so that they could have a closer look.
Putting it back in the tank.
We stopped for ice cream in North Hampton on the way back from Brown's and after enjoying some of The Beach Plum's finest ice cream, we hit the beach to hunt for sea glass and various critters.
Emily found a fishing weight.
A one claw baby lobster.
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