Fourth (well, fifth) of July
We spent four days with my family at my parents lake house this past week to celebrate the Fourth of July. Of course I planned to take tons of photos but only snapped a few with my phone until yesterday, the fifth of July. But I tried to make up for it and have pared down what I took to a mere 22 photos. And here they are.
The morning began with Pop-Pop taking the four youngest boys out to barefoot ski off the boom. There was no begging or coercing. They all went willingly.
Here they are getting a little instruction.
Here we are just pulling out. Lincoln is not shown because he volunteered to go first. Everyone is looking a little sleepy eyed, but hopeful.
Lincoln got up! We are all proud and excited.
What happened next though wasn't so exciting and resulted in a few shed tears and the other boys now looking like this.
Lincoln, despite the beating where it counts, if you know what I mean, decided to go again.
He was letting us know it hurts just a little.
Adam is a master at diving and I do not do him justice trying to capture it.
Libby and Cash kneeboarded together.
Penelope kneeboarded for the first time!
Libby and Juliet watched.
Before dinner we got a shot of my parents with all eleven grandchildren.
And the cousins!
It was a wonderful day!