Last weekend Shaun and I took the girls down to Lake Texoma. We met up with my grandparents, the girls' great-grandparents. They have a place at the lake so we stayed all weekend and played until we were pooped!
I could write endless paragraphs about how we explored the yard, swung on a tree swing, ate our first s'mores, and had a first boat ride. Which we did.
Or I could give you many details about playing on the beach, watching Dada and his lil' bro Corie ski, and 'riding' in the tube. Which we did.
And, I'm sure I could write something worth your time to read.
But...I'm not going to.
A story is not what this trip was about.
This trip was 99% about our girls spending a long weekend with their great granparents. and 1% about the lake.
It was about making memories that will last a lifetime.
And bringing joy to the hearts of the oldest and youngest in our family.
And, by the looks of it, I think we did just that.
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