grandpa's boat

i've been riding on boats since...forever. last year grayson was way too tiny to take a ride but this year is a totally different story. i couldn't wait to get him out there and see what he thought of it. taking a nice cruise along the water has to be on my top 10 list of favorite things in the world. the winds, the rocking, what's not to love? 


the boat he thought was fantastic. he was fairly certain he was the captain. my dad showed him the wheel and in no time he thought it was king of the sea. making vroom vroom noises and all. i don't think he could be any more boyish if he tried. 


his life jacket, well that was another story. like any kid, he hated it. i don't blame him, they are so horribly uncomfortable. obviously though there is no way i am letting him take a ride without one though. he got over it. 

the noise of the boat and the motion of the waves made him sleepy every time. i am 100% okay with that. it's one of the few times i ever get snuggles anymore. 

he loved the water. all he wanted was to be dropped in. he splashed his legs and screamed with excitement every time. more more more he says. 

sunbathing in the "lake"

the smooth rocking of the boat was too much for them. they headed below and took a nap. bums.