I’m gonna miss these pals of mine as they head to TX today. We have made some great memories together and survived some hard times in VA!
I returned to the lake this weekend.
My own personal cheerleader, Ian, completed his focused mission of getting Every. Single. Person. to get their saggy buttocks behind the boat & into the tube. His effort earned him 6 extra rides more than his brother, FTW (for the win). I told him while we bounced along that tubing felt like a constant spanking. But I could NOT stop laughing.
When my next bounce partner requested me, how could I say no to this face?
Or this one?
As Hostess S pointed out, when you’re in The Tube with your bounce partner, you’re in your own little world. There’s a special bond forged. Sort of like a super short-term room-mate.
Over the last 3 years I have done my fair share of venting/complaining/worrying-out-loud to these mamas regarding my teens & tweens. And do you know what my crazy kids did?
Wrestled. Offered laps. Shared Skittles. Woke up early. Told stories. Made me SO…
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