Lucky Enough

This will be a really dumb post without photos... But, sorry to say, I forgot my camera, and so did everyone else.

Recently, I was watching a lake home special on HGTV. It focused on innovative architecture, inviting locations, and breathtaking views. One sound bite from the show had a homeowner remarking, "If you're lucky enough to live on the lake, you're lucky enough." The saying hit home, as I feel the same way... and, often, I need to remind myself-- while sweeping up sand, or counting kids' heads, or buying more sunscreen-- what a blessed life it is.

We spent today at Mom and Dad's lake. They have an enormous, park-like lot; a shallow swim area that's mostly weed-free (ever since the weed killer kicked in;) and every lake toy a kid could ever want. Elisabeth finally got up the courage to ride with Grandpa on the Jet Ski. Later, we took out the boat and anchored in a deeper part of the lake. Amanda, Libby, Kazmer, and Solomon-- all life-jacketed, of course-- took turns jumping off the boat into the arms of Uncle Teddy.

Todd has a summer cold and was feeling under the weather, so, between the hammock and the hide-a-bed, he napped the afternoon away. When we were driving home after supper, I asked, "Elisabeth, did you tell Daddy everything you did in the lake today? You were so brave. Elisabeth? Libby? Libby?" She was sound asleep. Oh, yeah, lake living also tires you out.