My grandparents live on the river and the walk from their house to the shore on the gravel road is green as far as you can see in each direction. A sunny afternoon makes for a perfect chance to kick of your shoes and wade in the water. The thing is...the water is freaking cold. John was standing there so peacefully, looking out into the distance, hands in pockets, pant legs rolled high. That was until the first moment the water hit him and Mr. Picturesque comes hopping back out.
The boys and Tina seemed more adaptable to the cold. Joshy especially. Him and Tina were thigh high in minutes. Ben would have run in as well, but we steered him towards the calf high limit. Mama does not want to have to dive in. 
I got in this weird kick where I was taking pictures of every one's feet. Joshy has John's feet and we will likely end up special ordering his shoes in like fashion. From the look of it, Ben has mine. He has the roundness and the second toe shorter than the first...as nature intended...
Joshy so enjoyed splashing around in the gentle current. He kept verifying that we would be going to the big beach with the big waves later that week. The only time he wasn't all smiles was when it was time to go.
On the last afternoon, Ben had worn down and some rain clouds were forming in the distance so we wrapped up to head back to the house. He just laid his head on his Dad's shoulder, content to be carried to wherever Dad went next. As a final act, Tina wrote her name in the sand above the reach of the tide. She loves the water and in fact, even has her scuba license. I have seen too many movies with sabotaged oxygen situations to have any interest in that, but Joshy seems to be shaping up into a good water buddy for her. Not that I am ready to put him in a suit and teach him to breathe through a tube anytime soon.
I got in this weird kick where I was taking pictures of every one's feet. Joshy has John's feet and we will likely end up special ordering his shoes in like fashion. From the look of it, Ben has mine. He has the roundness and the second toe shorter than the first...as nature intended...Joshy so enjoyed splashing around in the gentle current. He kept verifying that we would be going to the big beach with the big waves later that week. The only time he wasn't all smiles was when it was time to go. What I love the most was how clean the water was. I never worried about Ben playing around in his rolled up shorts. Can you imaging only having to walk three minutes to play in this each afternoon? The trade off is having to drive 30 minutes to Wal-mart and an hour plus to the movies.
On the last afternoon, Ben had worn down and some rain clouds were forming in the distance so we wrapped up to head back to the house. He just laid his head on his Dad's shoulder, content to be carried to wherever Dad went next. As a final act, Tina wrote her name in the sand above the reach of the tide. She loves the water and in fact, even has her scuba license. I have seen too many movies with sabotaged oxygen situations to have any interest in that, but Joshy seems to be shaping up into a good water buddy for her. Not that I am ready to put him in a suit and teach him to breathe through a tube anytime soon. Manned submersible. Now that I could do.
1 comment:
Glad you enjoyed the river.
John looked like the water was really cold.
Glad all of you enjoyed it!
Love to all,
GMANPOP
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