
Badminton, anyone?

Grandpa hadn't put the steps into the lake yet, so daddy simply eased me in, one toe at a time...I can't remember the last time I was in the lake.

Oh, right. Last summer with Grandpa.

Then mommy and I painted the dock (an activity that evidently provided months of entertainment to her when she was a little girl). I don't think she realized that we were "painting" with water so when the sun shone it dried up our artwork. Shh...don't spoil her memories.

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