We spent the last weekend at the lake with MammaBapa Affeldt. The weather did a complete switcheroo and instead of sweltering humidity and heat, we were all a little chilly, if you can believe that. Of course we didn't pack accordingly for Henry and Bryn but they couldn't have cared less. For some reason unknown to us, they HATE putting their feet in the wet sand and would curl up their legs any time we tried to surprise them. We chalked up the experience as practice of tummy crunches.... Another surprise was how upset they both got when I jumped in the water to water ski (don't worry, there are no pictures to view of that). I could hear Bryn's screams above the roar of the engine as I rode the waves and tried my darndest at looking like a"cool waterskiing mom", if there is such a thing.
My little corn dog just watching the water.
Wet butt and all....
So, they now have yet another game to play at the lake. Don't yet have an official name but it involves a clothes chute on one end and one fun Mamma (grandma for those who don't speak our language) at the other end. Once mamma was done entertaining them, she had to take them each down so they could get a look up.
So, they now have yet another game to play at the lake. Don't yet have an official name but it involves a clothes chute on one end and one fun Mamma (grandma for those who don't speak our language) at the other end. Once mamma was done entertaining them, she had to take them each down so they could get a look up.
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