(Despite my complete discomfort throughout the entire movie, I still cried at the end. Again. Doug left half-way through to go to bed. Wuss.)
In other news, while Fae and John were in Newport checkin' out the Mansions yesterday, Doug and I went on our...
First Ever Family Kayaking Expedition.
The whole fam-dam went...
In tiny, rocky, tippy, none-too-staple, self-propelled water-craft.
For once I did not stay home with the baby, generously sacrificing my own pleasure so my husband could go have fun with the big boys.
(Actually, I just like staying home so I can watch Law & Order re-runs in peace while Gabe sleeps!)
Neither Gabe, nor I, had been in a kayak before.
(Except maybe I got in Travis's kayak in the Old Mill pool. Don't remember. Did I, Anna?)
As (is not) usual on our adventures, I had to carry most of the weight with both big boys in my Kayak. Doug was in a smaller craft with Gabey-Baby. (Probably for the best since both Gabe and I have about equal swimming skills.)
The whole thing was actually Sam's idea. Around 2:00 p.m., he came strutting out of his room dressed in swim trunks, his life jacket, and goggles.
I asked what he was doing and he said;
"I want to go on a Kayak with Daddy!"
And that was that.
(How do you say 'no' to a boy who is looking at you imploringly from beneath ill-fitting swim goggles?!? You don't.)
So when Daddy came home, we all went on a Kayak.
And I actually had fun!
And we didn't capsize!
And I didn't run out of strength and strand us in the middle of the bay forcing an emergency rescue by helicopter! (One of the many defects of my kind: weak arms.)
It was a successful evening by all accounts! (Also, extremely beautiful! Have you SEEN where I LIVE???)
I'm just getting better and better at this Mom o' Boys/Sporty-Mom stuff!!! One day, I may actually learn to throw something and hit my target! (which, incidentally, is Doug.) Or I might be able to watch more than 36 seconds of a football game on T.V.!
The possibilities are limitless!!!
(In the mean time though, if any of you with little girls would like to invite me over for a tea-party, I'd be thrilled to attend!)
Post Script: The kayaks were borrowed from our generous and fabulous neighbors Art and Doris who are both in their mid to late 80's, and both way more hard-core than me.