Zack rarely gets to go to the river with us anymore. If he does, it is for a ride in the canoe, and we’ve only done that once this year! Very rarely.
The other night, I was really itching to get out of the house before the sun went down. Usually, that’s when I would grab the girls and run for the hills. This time, Zack was home, so we asked him to go.
He had just cleaned the car (it looked better than new!) and wasn’t too keen on them messing it up, so we skipped the whole getting in the water part of it and just snooped for frogs and tossed a couple rocks. Rae caught a frog and eventually set it free. We were pretty sure her sturdy toss killed it, but it eventually swam away.
Not the most magical of evenings, but it beat watching television!