Oh. My.
It was so much fun it was practically an out-of-body experience. Especially for Tate. Wyatt's a bit more cautious, but Tate - who was tiny - was standing up in the innertube, jumping up and down, trying to make it bounce. (While I tried to forget that up at that end of the lake it's like a fjord - over 300 feet deep.) And Gunnar was really little - afraid to go by himself so Kerry and I would take turns riding with him.
Well, we've come a long way.
Wyatt
Tate
Gunnar
Gunnar and Grampa Grasshopper
Wringing every ounce of fun out of summer we can.
2 comments:
What great pictures! Our summer came and went within the span of a week (I have a sweatshirt on today). If only summer days could last forever!
I always felt that way growing up! And I still do, for my kids. But I'm coming to like fall best.
We're heading to the lake in a half hour... :0)
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