And, while Rip Van Winkle slept...

His brother was having a BLAST with his pal, Parker tubing on the river. Literally. These little boys are bananas for tubing, having spent serious chunks of time flying around atop the water this past weekend. I heard phrases like "it was so cool, I flew like a skipping stone" and "I did like three face plants- yeah!"

Thursday alone was over 2+ hours of tube time... so I say thank goodness for a patient Uncle Frankie, Auntie Dee and a group of folks who don't get sea sick. 'Cause that'd be really ugly.....