Alternate Title: So Long, With So Many Photos, Only The Grandmas Will Read the Whole Thing
My dad's wife Helen has a little house on the shore of Lake Pend Oreille in the Idaho panhandle, and last July when I found out my sister Susanna was heading up there with her kids and my brother Andy and his wife Christina, I finagled an invitation for myself and the kids to tag along. We'd been once before three years earlier and knew the two days of driving would be worth the three days of Lakeside Magic.
When you give your phone to your kids to entertain themselves on the drive, you're rewarded with a bounty of blurry photos and shaky video footage upon its return. Here's a snippet of the song that Adam and Ellen sang variations of over and over (and OVER) again once we crossed the Idaho border. I'm glad I have this bit of documentation of the soundtrack to our trip. I'm glad I deleted the 20 other videos featuring the view out the window and more variations of the song.
I don't know how they came up with the word "Ran-co," but man, we were rollin' on that Ran-co for hours.
And here's Adam's video introduction of our ship's intrepid crew:
(Don't miss Zuzu's fuzzy hat's cameo. She went through a phase when she wore this hat that her Grandma Kathe crocheted for her whenever possible. We call her "Thing One" when she wears it.)
After a day's drive, we arrived at the lake house. Here's the view from the front porch. Sigh.
Most of our time at the lake is spent jumping into the water from the dock across the road. And taking pictures of each other jumping into the water:
|Jane, Zuzu, Adam, Mary, Ellen|
There was a trip to the City Beach, where it's sandy:
|Jane, Adam, Zuzu|
|Cousin Molly and Jane|
There were fun cousins, aunts, and an uncle:
|Cousins Ben and Molly, Aunt Susanna|
|The smooching newlyweds, Uncle Andy and Aunt Christina|
|Jane and Cousin Molly|
|Self portrait with Ellen|
|Cousin Ben and Zuzu|
There was some catching up with the beautiful Cindy and Natalia, my step-sister and her daughter, who live nearby with their family (and manage the house for Helen):
There was plenty of brain melting time:
|Cousin Ian, Adam, Cousin Ben|
There was plenty of paddling:
There was piracy on the open seas:
Transcript: "Freedom! Heh heh ha! Crash! Crash. Crash. Heh heh! I'm taking over your ship. Heh, heh."
There were kids so sick of having their picture taken by an annoying mom that they resorted to hiding under towels:
On our last before-bed swim session the night before we were to head home, somehow jumping off the dock turned into cart-wheeling off the dock:
I got it in my head that if only I could come home with a video of me cartwheeling into the water, I could surely impress this guy named Peter that I'm crazy about. I'm not going to tell you how many times I practiced on the grass or almost went off but chickened out at the last minute before I did it.
Thanks, Helen and Cindy, for letting us use the house, and thanks Suzy, Ian, Molly, Ben, Andy, and Christina for letting us crowd into it with you.