Sand Angels

I think Corbyn got tired of waiting for the snow and substituted sand

Step one: you need a Mae Mae who is crazy enough to jump into the Lake with you in November.

Step two: Jump into the lake with the afore-mentioned Mae Mae

Step three: Wonder why on earth you just jumped in the lake

Step four: Well, I'm already laying down I might as well make a snow angel.

The pictures just don't do the scenario justice. It was SO COLD. Did I mention how cold it was? So.

If "so" was a measurement more than a lot-it was definitely SO COLD.

I did not anticipate him jumping in the water.

Nor did I anticipate him not crying after he did so.

Nor did I anticipate him tripping in the SO COLD water and laughing his way up to the beach to make a sand angel.

I was feeling like quite the baby when I was the first to offer up a walk back to the warmth of the car.