
It was spur of the moment, but I picked a cloudy Friday afternoon that wasn't too hot. We packed a picnic lunch and enjoyed it on a blanket. Then the kids spent the next 3 hours digging in the sand, splashing in the water and getting braver as they got wetter. I honestly don't care for natural water swimming of any kind. I only go in as far as I can still see what my feet will be stepping on, which was about ankle-deep in this case. I wasn't even wearing a swimsuit.
The kids didn't mind the lake water at all. I had fun building a real sandcastle. Lincoln had fun destroying it. :o) It was fascinating watching the kids--especially Emily--experiment and discover what happens when you pile up sand certain ways and dump water certain ways and how river channels form and sand erodes, etc. I was reliving childhood memories of having a garden hose in the big square sandbox. The kids were conked out in bed 2 hours earlier than normal that night. We are all excited to go back again sometime!
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