This thread brings back A LOT of fond memories for me....
I grew up on the boat....literally. I was born on Labor Day Weekend and was in the boat on the water one week later. Every birthday I had until I was 12 was at the lake with friends camping. That's how I though birthdays were supposed to be. My parents camped out just about every weekend with at least 2 one week trips each year. I thought EVERYONE lived life like this. That's how it was supposed to be in my eyes.
Present Day....two daughters, 5 and 3. Very rare for us to go to the lake without them. Thought of it makes me cringe. They have been on the lake since they were a few weeks old. It can be a little hectic at times loading and unloading the boat. Daddy gets a little worked up sometimes. I'm starting to realize it's not worth getting mad about. The payoff for taking them out on the boat every weekend is well worth it. The time spent together, the memories, fear of water, and just overall living life. Some friends think we're unfit parents for taking our kids to the lake. I see it differently, they are unfit for sitting home all weekend....their loss.
My 3 year old tubed for the first time by herself the other day. Father's day I might add. Tough to put a price on memories like that. I still think about it at work when I see the grin on her face.
The girls love it now and will benefit from it greatly in the future. Nuff said.