When I was growing up, we used to drive about 3 hours away to get to my grandparents’ house. They lived on a lake, and we spent a lot of time there every summer. My sisters and I would spend hours swimming and looking for rocks that we could skip. We would see how far we could swim out until we couldn’t touch bottom anymore. My dad would take us all out for boat rides, and we would go tubing or waterskiing behind the boat. I can remember walking up the hill to Hunts’ drugstore with my change in my pocket; I couldn’t wait to buy candy or magazines. We would go putt-putt golfing and go to the waterslide. We went strawberry picking (or raspberries) with my grandma, and we would beg our parents to stop at Zubler’s and the Rocking Chair Gift Shoppe for souvenirs.
My parents and my aunt uncle own my grandparents’ home now. We were lucky enough to go up this past week and spend some time on the lake with my parents, my sister, Janice, and my cousin, and his friends. It was pretty amazing to see the lake that I loved as a child through Zoe’s eyes.
Heading out for a fishing trip…
Fourth of July and s’mores kind of go hand-in-hand for me, but apparently not for Zoe. She was not a fan. Oh well.
Campfire, fireworks, and sparklers…the perfect night! I think Zoe was super excited to stay up past 8:00 pm, too! She got to stay up with the big kids.
Zoe’s favorite part of the trip? Riding on her grandparents’ boat…and trying to help with the driving! I could really see how much she loved it all when she was out on the lake.