Saturday at the Cottage

Memorial Day = cottage time.   Our dock isn't in but the neighbors are nice evough to let us use their beach walk-in. Abbey is a fish. 

We decided it was time to get them comfortable under water.  Once Abbey jumped in, she couldn't get enough. 

Ellie has Daddy pulling her around, spoiled of course.  Then the poor thing was walking at the shore and tripped into the water face first just like when she fell off the dock last year.  Scarred for life.  We also had limited success with getting Adam to jump in. We pushed too hard. We discussed it with him later. 

He said he'd rather try on a pool.  I just want him comfortable so he doesn't panic if he finds himself in water. He actually loves swimming, just not his head under. And then we had a cool out and camp fire and all was fun.  Then night came.  Ellie had a hard time getting to sleep because snd wasn't home. Abbey was hot.  Adam slept like a rock.  Dogs kept pacing and it turns out Elsa didn't feel well.  The only way she would relax was lying on my stomach which is unusual.  So I got zero sleep.  And then the water pipe burst.  It was leaking the night before Todd shut off the water and turned it on to flush the toilet and it burst and flooded. 6am.  He says should we call it and go home? Thunderstorms predicted, too.  So we did.  Cheerfully so the kids would still enjoy the day they had.  Home by 9.  I do love air conditioning.