Andy was busy this weekend as a delegate at a state political convention so I decided to take the boys to Litchfield for the weekend. They love visiting their Grandma and Grandpa Forbes and Uncle Mike. Jude and I went tubing in the freezing water. I was really impressed with him. He was so much more comfortable in the water than last year when he was a much less confident swimmer. I was relieved when he said he was finally ready to be done since my arms were like spaghetti noodles. Then he shocked me by saying he wanted to swim back to the boat. Boy it was cold.
He decided not to try waterskiing, but I can’t blame him since it was so cold.
I then went barefooting for the first time since before I was pregnant with Asher. It really does come back — just like riding a bike. I did 3 runs, before I was ready to quit since it was so choppy that my feet were killing me and I wasn’t enjoying the water temperature. Jude convinced to do a 4th run. He wasn’t easily impressed. Even my best tricks weren’t good enough. He wanted me to “Do a jump!”
Given that Jude will be having another brain surgery in the next few weeks, it is unlikely that his oncologist will let him go waterskiing this summer. Big bummer since I was really hoping he’d master skiing this summer and I know Mike was hoping he’d be barefooting like those cool, young girls on You Tube.