For years I have read the summer “beach reads.” They invariably
end up having a week get-a-way at a beach rental in the Hamptons or Nantucket
or somewhere like that. I have always thought how amazing it would be to have a
family tradition at a beach house. The chances of this happening were pretty
slim since we live in Utah, land locked in the middle of the west.
This year was amazing and the kids had a blast. They have
asked several times when we are going back to the lake house (or Lake Housshth
as little a says).
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