The last few days were wonderful as well.
The boys continued to play on the beach and enjoy boating.
Logan loved having a towel to curl up to.
Jackson loved watching Daddy wakeboard!
Grampy the driver!
Logan was infatuated and here he is saying, "OOOOHHHH".
He ran to the back of the boat everytime Patrick fell. He was really concerned and kept asking if he was okay.
Then he tried wakesurfing.
Then we drove back to the cottage and I bet him that he couldn't fit behind one of the areas behind one of the boat cushions and he proved me wrong. He totally crammed himself in there!
Logan was being extra adorable and I captured his cuteness.
We headed into town and ate dinner, afterwards we were getting frozen yogurt and the bridge went up and the boys were crazy excited!
That evening we went to the edge of the dock and did some fishing.
We didn't get too many bites, but Jackson was READY with his net!
Grampy came out and did some fishing with us too!
My fishing boy!
The next morning we did some early morning wakeboarding because the lake was like glass.
and because it was still kinda chilly the only other people on the lake were fishermen. Every single time we went past one with Patrick wakeboarding they would begin yelling, flipping up off, or standing up on their boat and waving obscenities at us. I really couldn't believe it and just had to take a pic to remember how crazy the whole thing was!
Logan was still having the BEST time on the boat!
Pure joy.
Logan was just watching every move that Patrick made.
He just kept saying, "Daddy Wakeboarding" with his cute little voice.
When Patrick was finished Jackson asked to hop onto his board and see what it's like.
Then on to BEACH TIME!
While we were soaking up some sun, Patrick decided to rake the beach again with the 4 wheeler and while doing that he was lifting the handle for the rake to release all the gunk it collected and he slipped and his hand fell straight onto the exhaust. It was pretty gross, his skin instantly melted.
He's a bird.
