84 Degrees

The water in Upper Silver Lake is 84 degrees! I think that might be some type of record. So suffice it to say we've been swimming quite a bit. Those, "It's too cold!" excuses for sure don't work now. I even plopped my chair in the water last week; that's when you know the temps are heavenly. It's the perfect time to continue working with Brighton on getting acclimated with the water, and we've been mostly successful. He's jumping into the lake off the dock and off the boat, but he won't put his feet on the bottom in just a few inches of water. He's kinda like his mama that way. Sand on my toes is great, anything else is tough for me to handle. To catch him off the dock standing there on top of weeds and crunchy shells was pure sacrifice, and I would only ever do it for my son.

I am shocked to report he hasn't fallen in yet. I am just waiting for that to happen, and (don't worry Oma) I'm ready to scoop him up when he does. In the meantime, 84 degrees is sure fun.

It's Not a Fountain

A fountain in downtown Holland has turned into what appears to be a splash park. Did the creators intend it to be used in this way? Not quite sure on that, but there is clearly no going back. It certainly has been warm enough around here for folks to desire drenching themselves. When I was out with my Calvin College Gal Pals last week, Jon and Brighton joined in on the fun.

And for all you Hollanders that know what I'm talking about, we don't let him swim in the fountain with the small pool. I don't believe they intended for that to be a swimming pool - just our opinion.

Wind in Their Hair

We don't get out to the beach and to Lake Michigan around here as much as we should mostly because we spend that leisurely time Up North. Last night was different. Jon and Bright joined most of the Walcott crew on Uncle Scott's boat for a ride in Lake Macatawa, out the channel, and around the lighthouse for a swim and some fun in the sand. Bright finally decided to wear sunglasses. I missed out on this trip because I have some course work to complete, but the boys had the wind in their hair, and they were loving life.

Tall & Skinny Again

We did the two year doctor visit yesterday. He has that place figured out: loves it when we get there (trains and fish), but then cries when they call his name. He's tall and skinny again, and doing just fine. Doctor says that you can double his height at this age and get an idea of how tall he would be. Just over six foot seems about right don't you think? He's going to be taller than me someday.
It was also the first time two nurses came in to do his two shots; they meant business. He didn't like that one bit, but then said thank you when they were finished.

Weight: 29 pounds
Height: 36.25 inches