Saturday, August 13, 2011

Farley's II

We're back at our summer home-away-from-home and it feels great.

A different tone to the visit this time: we are focused on Jamo and Casey's wedding rather than solely the fine art of relaxation. Not to say that we are not relaxing. No, we slipped back into Farley's life like a comfortable shoe.

The upcoming wedding is exciting, but means that I am not seeing much of Nat this trip, as he is the best man and therefore busy at all times. I kind of miss him, you know? Luckily my mom (AKA Gram Gram) is along for this trip so we are teaming up with the kids. It's been a laid-back visit; many many trips to the park and round the castle loop, much playing on the porch with bristle-block spaceships and block towers, seeing the lake through windows rather than from the water. But oh, that is better than no lake at all!

We did get out for a perfect boat ride this afternoon. Both kids took a turn driving the boat-- Jack did it all by himself and let me tell you, that kid is not afraid to TURN. As I clutched the side of our swerving boat I also had to hold Ivy back from shoving her brother out of the way so she could get her hands on the wheel. Its kind of unreal, the extent to which she feel she MUST, immediately, do what Jack is doing. He puts a sweatshirt on, she goes and gets her sweater. He gets sunscreen on his arm, she sticks her arm out. He wears sandals, she tries to take them off his feet so she can wear them. Its a riot. It also involves a LOT of whining and a fair amount of pushing and grabbing. Oh joy.

Here are a few pictures from our brief moment on the lake (we went swimming this afternoon too...) More to come tomorrow. We're just back from the (pictureperfect and absolutelywonderful) wedding and I am off to bed soon...




Don't you just love the look on her face here? "That's right, I'VE got the wheel. And you better not mess with me, buddy."


He takes his driving seriously.

1 comment:

NJM said...

It must be noted, as well, that Ivy was the only one of the two who wanted to mess with the throttle. She misses nothing.