The cozy lakes (okay, big ponds) that my parents goofed around their summers are banked with condos, or in the ritzier neighborhoods, something other than cottages.  I'm not sure it was ever a big thing in central Connecticut (not really lake country), but here in Mass, people could still afford places on the Cape when my parents were kids.  And there were still plenty of cod too. 

People can still go up north to afford cottages in New Hampshire and Vermont.  I was just telling august that I'd hide up there if I liked civilization less.  Maybe I even meant it.  In the two states where I spent most of my life, a lot of the places still have Indian names (including the states themselves). 

If she's figuring out crawling now, she'll be tearing all over the place in the space of a week.  (She probably already is in the time since writing that.)  One of the scary parts about having kids is the ticker that gets placed on every moment.  I think actually that's why some people have lots of them.

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