Maiden Voyage on the lake

So, this past Saturday, Bryan's co-worker invited us to go to the lake Sunday afternoon.  We thought it would be fun so we agreed.  We went to the early church service (had to get our worship on) then met Dave to head out.  We arrive to the marina, load up on the pontoon and take off.  The ride around the lake was wonderful.  Beautiful properties surrounded us, the motion of the boat nearly put MG to sleep, but not quite.  It was great...until a bouy popped up and whapped Bryan in the head.  I though it was hilarious!

We pull into a little cove and Bryan decides he was to take advantage of the tube.  So away we go, speeding around with him tethered to the back of the boat.  Once his turn was over, MG wanted hers!  What!  I don't know why I was shocked that my fearless little girl wanted her turn but I was none the less.  So, she and I climb on to the inner tube.  I say climb because I never touched the water.  I have a thing about water I can't see the bottom of; it freaks me out.  Anyway, so we take a little tour around the lake.  We crept at a snails pace at first but then she wanted to go faster so we did.  I couldn't believer her brave little soul.  I was so proud!

So when our turn was over, we bobbed in the water for a little while swimming and playing until we noticed some dark clouds in the distance.  We decided it was time to load up and head back to the dock.  Not too far into the ride back, the bottom falls out.  I didn't mind the rain, I mean we were already wet, but my goodness it HURT!  It felt like little ice pellets hitting us. We hid MG under a towel and I used Bryan's body as a shield.  That was the longest ride ever!

When we finally get back to the marina and were waiting to load the boat on its trailer MG announces to me that she has pooped!  I check and she had not... yet, so I pleaded with her to hold it since she wasn't wearing a swim diaper, only her bathing suit.  A few minutes later she informed me there was poop on her hands; and low and behold there was!  UGH! I chose to keep this information to my self and wrapped her in a dry towel and prayed noone would smell it.

We finally get the boat loaded up and begin to unload our things.  Bryan askes me to pop the trunk so he can put our bags in the car.  I do, then drop the keys back in the boat bag.  His friend then takes the bag to Bryan who puts it in the trunk and SHUTS IT!  As he is shutting the trunk he askes where are the keys - In the bag I laughed.  He flipped out remained very calm and began devising a plan to get in the car. 

Meanwhile I took MG to the showers to clean her up because her diaper bag was also locked in the car.  That was a lovely task with no wipes to assist in the process. 

So we come out and take a seat on the bench outside the marina store while Bryan gets his whole family involved in operation RESCUE US.  Keys are on the way.  While we wait I hear a funny little sound.  I look over at MG who is supposed to be sitting sweetly beside me and she is tee teeing!  Right there in front of the store.  Well paint me embarassed.

Soon another friend, who is at his home on the water, arrived with some scetchy looking tools and, THANK GOD, gets us in the car; setting our alarm off and scratching the truck next to us like noone's business.  WE ARE IN.  And, on the way home.  Whew.  As we drive down the road Bryan asks about the key pad on the outside of my driver side door.  I tell him I don't know the master combination.  That I created one I thought I would remember some time ago but I had no clue what it was.  He thanked me for not telling him that at the marina, because it might have sent him into orbit.  Needless to say we reset the key pad and quiz each other to make sure we remember it should we ever be in that situation again.  How's that for an adventure?  $10 says we won't be getting that invitation again any time soon.