Wagon Ride

Em and Hen-Fish lake Wagon Ride

 This is how our walk started; Wagon, treats, blankies...

Tate with his very heavy back pack and walking stick. (this concerned my

slightly because I knew I would be schlepping his "goods" pretty soon.)
That's what Moms do right?

It was not too longer after we started our nature hike that 

this little dilemma happened....

Cassie is one cool Auntie, we lost a nut or a screw (maybe both)

off of the wagon.  These are the kind of things that happen

when the boys go fish'n.

Thank goodness, Hap came to the rescue.

Wagon intact, we made it down to the lake

and these guys loved it....

On the way back Emmy had meltdown, refused to walk

and laid herself down in the middle of the road...

Rad.

Aunt Cassie saved the day...again, and packed three toddlers up a really
steep hill.

WE LOVE YOU AUNT CASSIE!

The Sacrifices We Make...

Fish Lake....

I know, you hear about this place all the time but it is part of who we are,

maybe more, who Trent is AND since he loves it, we love it (most the time.)

The kids always start off great.

But usually by the 30 to 40 minute time frame things go south real quick. 

From there it is just pure chaos out in the middle of the lake. Tate and Em start standing

up in the bow have pushing contests, Syd starts longing for the cabin (mostly because she is bored).
Or she starts conversations with the fellow fishing boats, with her really friendly megaphone volume turned up nice and loud.

And through it all, 

we happily put up with the wind, the fighting, the whining, the teasing, the smashed faces against windows...

just to make our fish crazed loving Daddy happy AND it is usually well worth the work!

 I was happy when Cassie, Ryan and her kids pulled up 

to appease the fish hunter. I love how Fish Lake makes this guy so happy.

The Fish Hunter- Labor Day Weekend