Now, the last time that I went wakeboarding was 4 years, 2 kids, and whoknowshowmany pounds ago... I was thrilled when I was able to get up the on the first try, but I quickly realized just how much of a difference time makes!!! Certainly wasn't as easy as it used to be, but I had a great time!
Then, it was Dave's turn! He did great and I was so excited that he had a great time! He had only been wakeboarding once before, and wasn't really able to get up. He definitely was more successful this time!
I love the look of intense concentration on his face, as well as the trying-not-to-smile smile he has once he realized that he was up and doing great!
When we were done we headed back to our cove and Jack, my mom and I jumped in to swim! When it was time to go back to shore so that I could feed Sam, Jack didn't want to get back in the boat, and rather than make a big deal out of it, he and my mom swam the whole way back to our beach camp! It was a long way for a 3 year old, and I was impressed that he did it!
When we got back to the beach it was time for lunch! While Jack was eating I noticed that he was being a little silly, 'driving' his sandwich around and making noises like a car or a motorcycle... when I asked him what he was doing he said "Mom, this is not my sandwich, it's my jet-ski!"
And of course, that meant that after lunch he wanted to go for a ride on grandma's jet-ski again!
They were gone for so long! While he and grandma were gone, Sammy had a great time playing on the shore with daddy and me!
When Jack and grandma got back from riding the jet-ski, jack came up to me and said "Mom, I have something to tell you! We named the island [that they had been making lap after lap around] We named it Locomotive!" You can take the kid away from his trains, but you can't take the trains away from the kid! Or, is it the other way around...?