A Warm Greenwood Welcome
Ezekiel's dislike of water has vanished. In its stead lies a burning need to walk out as far as a bathing-suit bereft mama will allow.
He also likes to move all the sand on the shore back to its proper place-- the lake.
The girls had water-weed fights, and the lifeguards didn't mind. Apparently, as long as there's no danger of a snorkel getting plugged with water-weeds, anything goes.
I don't know where Piper is in these pictures, but here's Millie.
Let's finish this round with girls relaxing, but still no Piper. Where is that girl?!
2 comments :
What?!? The hypocrisy of those lifeguards! They surely must have something out for we three Kings. I think having royal life-guard blood in your veins (thanks to Debbie) must be tarnishing their view of that
DANGEROUS
activity you are partaking.
Horsing around, I'd say.
At least the ferris wheel kept you all in check.
But YOU are Kings! If it's royal blood they favor, you should be given the red carpet (snorkel) treatment.
The danger is no joking matter, though. We nearly died of water-weed overdose.
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