Oh. My. Word. It was 91 degrees today! In New England! So, what would we do with this unexpected warm weather?
The kids were sweating and there was just no other choice than to force ourselves to go to the lake. It was tough, but it had to be done.
Woo...Mom says we can get our feet wet!
Sun and sand...er...pebbles!
We can get wet?
"Uhhhh....Mom. waaahhhh.... (insert fake whining and pretend angst), I wet. Da water got me wet."
"It's okay, Jake. It's hot today so you can get wet."
"Oh. (big smile) Okay."
Checking to see if his bum is wet. It is.
Zoey tried to stay dry but her tell-tale wet spot was prominently displayed.
"Brrrr...the water is COLD, Mama."
After their feet turned to ice, they got out and played with sticks. At one point, I noticed that Kate was standing off to the side. Her new thing is pouting. She does it well.
I sad. I not getting what I want.
"Maybe if I get my lip out farther, someone will notice that I'm not happy. Or care."
"Hmph. No one noticed. I guess I'll just go..."
"...sit over here and dig worms."
The kids had a blast playing with sticks, floating pieces of wood as boats and throwing rocks to see who could make the biggest splash. (Kate did get over her little snit eventually.)
