I feel so fortunate that my kids are logging a whole childhood of lake memories. Uncles throwing you in the water. Cannonballs off the dock. Grilled corn for dinner. Naps on the screen porch. Collecting dead dragonflies and feathers and shells. Scooping up minnows. Getting licked to death by aunt "Mimi's" dog. Twilight boat rides with Papa and GiGi. Ice cream before bed every night. Can't think of many things happier than that.
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There is nothing better.
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