Well, we didn't sleep very well Friday night. It was a little too exciting for the kids in the backyard. Grace decided around midnight that she actually didn't want to be outside after all, so she went to her bed to sleep. I fell asleep (in my comfy bed) soon after that, but I think Dad was up till about 3 a.m. We got up at 7 anyway to make it up to the lake.
We had a great time, even though it was scorching hot. There was a bit of a hike up to the lake, only about a quarter mile, but it was uphill and New York decided to wear flip flops. Haley was a genius and also wore city footwear. They decided later that the flip flops were actually mountain sandals, since they had very little trouble with the terrain.
While the big kids fished and Eric took pictures, Matt and I played in the water. He ingested just enough to give him some diarrhea today, but it will pass. We had fun cooling off in the water, and the ducks swam right up to us. He thought that was really funny. He also had a great time playing hide and seek with the bucket on his head.
They caught several fish that were guppy-sized. Around 11:30 we had enough, so Dad and Andrew (those two could fish all day!) stayed at the lake while we ran into town to grab lunch. I said we'd be back to pick them up in the parking lot in a half hour. What was I thinking? We found them loyally waiting in the parking lot an hour and 20 minutes later, when we finally returned. I think Andrew thought he'd have to hike home. But we brought Subway, so we were forgiven.
When we went camping, I brought each of the kids a squirt bottle, which kept them busy. This time I forgot the squirt bottles, but I did remember the shovels and pails, and I stuck the "big whapper" in the car for Joey. He killed many bugs, and stayed out of the way after he was done fishing.
We didn't get any pictures of the New Yorker, because he was busy being the cameraman. Maybe we'll get some today.
