My sister says.
“Yes. When and where?”
And here we are at the lake with family. My sister and her family and her husband’s, my brother-in-law, family!
As you’ll see from the photos, there were a lot of kids and a lot of water and if you’ve followed me for any length of time you probably know my top three fears are:
1) my kids drowning
2) my kids getting kidnapped
3) germs/bugs (but those are more phobia-ish and not REAL fears, they only come out when I’m anxious about other stuff in life)
I bring this up because I was on HYPER ALERT the whole time I was there. Max anxiety for the trip. It made holding a conversation difficult because I was screaming in my head the whole time.
HOW FAR OUT IS THE DROP OFF?!
PAYSON IS OUT TOO FAR?!
(Vocally, outside of my head:) “Payson, closer to the shore!”
LYLA STILL BY MY SIDE? YES! COOL, GREAT. EVERETT? YES… NO?? A LITTLE TOO FAR.
“Everett, come a little closer to me!”
PAYSON, PAYSON, PAYSON. I was always searching for Payson because he didn’t have a life jacket and didn’t know how to swim yet (different blog post, coming soon!) and is a risk taker.
I almost drown several times as a kid doing the same stuff he does so… I mean… as my therapist told me, maybe he got some of that risk through my bloodline? lol
As you can see in all these pictures (I didn’t have my camera a lot so I took several dozen all during like five minutes so I could put it away for the most part) they found logs floating in the lake and got the biggest kick out of it! I would have too at that age! So fun!
Portrait of the happiest boy:
Snapshot of the girl with no fear who thinks she is a big kid:
I tried to sit on the beach with my sister talking but…
My kids didn’t really care about the sand. haha
We need to go visit them again soon. Maybe for fall break.