It was a hot day spent down by the water, swimming in the lake and eating hamburgers. Unlike our first full day, the sun was shining, the air was warm, where else would you want to be but by a lake. Jack surprised us all by swimming to the island while being followed closely by Thing3 in a kayak, along with mom. Thing3 attempted the ride back, but felt more comfortable holding on to the kayak, providing an excellent workout for mom, needed or not. As for Jack, he is in training for the lake Ontario swim.
Back on shore, or near the shore, the non-gilled people were having their own fun soaking in the rays or splashing in the shallows and making rock formations. Unfortunately all swimmers had to be on the look out for the not so elusive Zebra Mussels as they were waiting, patiently, to strike at any moment. By the time everyone had departed the waters there were three casualties with cuts to their feet, which may have been from rocks but Zebra Mussells sounds more dramatic. In fact it was said that a giant Muskie was spotted eyeing up small children just down the lake.
Our evening was spent making fire and eating smores, with a little movie time thrown in to wind down the evening. With Jack suffering the affects of a rare lake water disease, he had a rash, his night ended early as he feel asleep on the couch. The Things would have stayed up until midnight given the chance, but the evil overlord, dad, stepped in and said "to bed all, I need time with your mom". At that I carried Jack to bed, which was not an easy task as he is heavier than he looked, and proceeded to tuck in Thing1 at the same time. The others were tucked in, now allowing alone time for the grownups. Alone time ended, never really began, with each of us tucked in with a Thing, on different levels of the cottage, which is kind of how alone time goes at the cottage with kids.
The next day, today (Wednesday), showed promise with an all day breakfast, for lunch. Everyone excited by breaking the norm and walking on the wild side, who new it would be topped by a visit to the local zoo where train rides toured the wild, make believe, jungles of Africa. There was of course the giant slide that was fun for all ages, including myself, and the water park, providing 30 minutes of fun times. After a much anticipated stop at Walmart, where we aided in the rescue of a little girl separated from her Grandmother, we headed back to the cottage, just in time to beat the storm. It was expected to be a big one, somewhere, and we wanted to be prepared. A game of Sorry, teeth brushed and everyone tucked in and we were prepared, prepared to open the bar for a light cocktail. With said cocktail in hand we, my wife and I, sat in the study overlooking the lake and watched the lightning strike. There is nothing quite like a thunderstorm with lots of lightning. With that said we expect the storms to pass bringing sunshine and smiles to the day ahead.
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