Here is my 4 year old grandson surveying the lake for the first time. He’d arrived fifteen minutes earlier. After a very long ride (2+ hours) from the airport–and after a very early flight from his home in Texas–he and his parents were very, very happy to be here.
But he was the only one who, after a quick glance at the house and his new Star Wars quilt, stripped naked in the kitchen and demanded his swim trunks and water sandals.
He hustled down the hill and right into the lake. And to think we’d wondered if he would be afraid of the water….