NY Lake Trip Was a Fish Catching, Anniversary Celebrating, Success

A few times a year Bill and I will head to Sullivan County, NY to visit clients.  This time around we rented a house on Lake Louise Marie and brought along the whole family.  Here are some of the pictures:   

We fished from the house

We caught Rock Bass

We caught Large Mouth Bass

We caught Yellow Perch

We went kayaking

The house seemed purpose-built to kill children and yet both survived unscathed. 

Hi there.

That's the house.

This is Liam paddling around while I fish and Jackson points.

During the trip Rachel and I had our five year wedding anniversary

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We celebrated with champagne, went out to dinner . . .

 and took pictures on the stairs.

We did other stuff too, I just tend to only take fishing pictures.  For example, the kids rode around on one of our client's tractors, we went to parks, played golf, and people went shopping.  It was a great trip that was totally worth the nightmare of getting two kids on a plane with a week of luggage, two car seats, a double stroller and a pack & play.

Port Aransas Trip Ends With Sand in All Places

Last Friday was Liam's last day of school so we packed the car full of beach related items and headed down to a rented house in Port Aransas.     

The kids kind of hated the beach.  Liam didn't want to touch the ocean and Jackson didn't like the sand.  When asked about his favorite parts of the trip, Liam responded, "Flying the kite that looked like a parrot [flew for about 2 minutes before breaking], going on the pirate ship [didn't actually happen], and going in the pool."  I'd call that a successful trip.    

Past and Future Farmers of America

A few weeks before my parents got here, Liam was sitting in the bushes trying to plant bird seed - presumably in an effort to grow birds.  His grandfather had better ideas and came through with radish and zucchini. 

The planting process

One week later

Two weeks later

Three weeks later.  A little radish.

And since I'm not really sure where else to to put this picture, I'm going to leave it right here.  It kind of looks like an old-timey picture of me holding Jackson, or my dad holding me, or a commercial for the palm trees, but it is in fact a picture of my grandfather holding my Uncle Jake. 

We all kind of look the same in black and white.