We taught our kids two things this weekend:
Memorial Day is to honor the men and women who died while serving this country.
And Memorial Day weekend is the official start of summer.
It doesn’t get any more American than kickin’ back at a cabin on the lake. We stayed with our friends, Casey and Devon. Devon and her totally awesome, freckled-faced family hosted.
We fished. Ok, I’m lying. It was the guys. The guys fished. There was no “we”.
We ate the fish. And that is a definite “we”.
We boated. Our friends, Shawn and Julie, joined us with their boat. The lake was pretty choppy. Did you hear our high-pitched screams, all of Kansas?
We cracked open a few beers. Summer Shandy is where it’s at. Or Coors Light. Or wine coolers. Or Sneak Attacks. Or Vodka Iced Tea. You know, what have you. Hey get your hands off those! The squeeze-its are for the kids!
We ran around on sandy beaches. Sand goes in the weirdest places. I just don’t understand you beach people.
We swam in the lake. Ok, I’m lying again. The kids swam in the lake. Any female that was in the lake was trying to pee while making awkward faces.
We took naps on the beach. We forgot to reapply sunscreen while sleeping on our stomach and got burnt on our backside. We never want to see the sun again. And by “we”, I mean me. It was me.
We made s’mores around the campfire.
We played Catchphrase: Adult edition around the campfire after the kids were in bed. The people sitting around the campfire in the cabin next to us suddenly went completely silent. I can’t imagine why – DICK! FELLATIO! SPREAD EAGLE! ANTEATER! What? You’ve never seen an uncircumcised penis?
We sang karaoke and ate birthday cake. And then we accidentally left the birthday cake in the fridge for the cleaning people to score a gold mine.
To Devon and her family – thank you for having us! You guys rock.
And to those we honor on Memorial Day –