It's Come Full Circle

Last weekend, we took Wolfie to the beach and had a great time.  We met up with Grandma and Grandpa Dickson at their abode in Manhattan and had a lovely brunch at a little cafe right there on the sand.  It's one of the few places you can actually eat and smell the ocean.  We then put him in the "BoB" for a hearty jog along the strand.  Poor Shima got a little tuckered out, but Wolfie was kind enough to let him have a ride. We made it to the pier which has huge significance for Eric and I .  On our infamous second date, where we talked about Wolfie being the name of our first born son, we went out to the pier and cuddled on the bench.  We held each other tightly, took really deep breaths, and marveled at the beautiful feeling we both were having that we were meant to spend our lives together.  That was 9 and a half years ago, and there we were holding our beloved Wolfie at that very same spot.