Mother’s Day will always be bittersweet. It’s a reminder of my mom not being here but it’s also a reminder of my two blessings.
This year we decided to do Mother’s Day weekend at the lake….there is a hammock, lots of open spaces, shoreline with lots of rocks, fishing, boating, vegging, sleeping….a great place to go relax.
It was a weekend of FIRSTS for our boys.
First kite flying experience…althought there wasn’t much wind so it didn’t last long.
First time fishing.
First boat ride. Now this FIRST was super exciting! Daddy is a COMPLETE BOAT person and has been wanting to take the boys for a ride since they were born. Luckily, Fynn LOVED it. Sutton loved the boat until it started going but eventually he calmed down and enjoyed the ride.
Sutton’s favorite part was honking the horn!
They could have played on this ramp ALL weekend.
Sutton and I went on our very own walk together.
I think it was hands down one of my all-time favorite moments with him. He just grabbed my hand and we started walking and walking and walking. He wanted to check out the different flowers, trees and run and play. He also was a chatter box but with words that brought tears to my eyes…still does as I type this. He would say, “mama, lub you” and “tank ew mama” and just look up with me and smile. I didn’t want it to end!
I taught him to blow on the dandelions.
And it tickled! He picked up some wild flowers at one point and said, “KIKI!” So we delivered them to our Kiki.
We did some swinging with Kiki.
Played on the hammock.
Threw rocks of course…wouldn’t be a trip to the lake without that.
Bonded with Daddy.
More fishin with cousin Eric.
And made our FIRST s’mores.
Sutton’s interest was short – Thomas the Choo Choo was on inside and he was exhausted. Fynn couldn’t decide if he liked it or not. He knew he liked the graham cracker and the chocolate but the marshmallow was throwing him off. He kept handing it to me for me to eat then would want it back.
In the end I think he liked it.
These two bring so much joy to such a difficult day for me.
Saying I’m thankful for them is the understatement of the century.
Until next post…
I’m convinced there is something in boys’ DNA that makes throwing rocks into water fun.
After the birthday party at Safari Joe’s, we went to spend the night at the lake house with some of our best friends.
The backyard is HUGE and my step-dad had someone come clear off the shore, which made it perfect for the boys’ to play and throw rocks.
I love how Fynn really gets into his throwing efforts.
It’s all about finding that perfect rock.
We are such tough guys!
And we are done.
Now that the boys are older we will be spending more time at the lake house.
It’s so quiet and relaxing! And our kids are easily more entertained outside than inside.
Until next post…
Today was the boys’ first trip to the lake house. Jason and I used to go every summer with friends and family but my last time there was two years ago and I was pregnant and exhausted so I didn’t enjoy the full effect of being at the lake.
Fynn and Sutton had a lot of fun. I am positive they will look back at their childhood and have plenty of fond memories at the lake house.
We laid in the hammock…
We played inside….had to take breaks so the boys’ cheeks could return to a normal hue instead of BEET red from the heat and humidity.
We went down to the shore and Daddy showed the boys how to throw rocks in the water. That was a HIT! They did not want to leave. As we were walking away they kept picking up rocks to throw.
I think there is something in the genetic make up of all males that makes rocks attractive to play with.
Boys will be Boys.
We played in the yard….plenty of space to run free!
Watching Daddy coming up from the dock. Dad got to clean the boat! 🙂 So much fun I’m sure.
We even played in the game room and watched all the boaters from the window.
Yes I ended up taking more pictures of Fynn this time around because his brother was a good boy and slept an hour longer.
After grilling out for dinner we came home and as we pulled in our driveway we got to show the boys their first fireworks from our front yard.
Until next post….