So today as I walked up towards the cottage from the beach I over heard the kids talking about doing different types of jumps into the water. “Do the Amanda jump” I heard someone say so I stopped to watch what this jump named after me might look like. One of the cousins explained…it’s like a pencil jump but not as straight- hands flared out, knees and feet bent to one side and a squeal like ooeee! I thought that was too funny. I never realized that the kids paid attention to the way I first get into the chilly lake! I don’t consider myself as an “older” cousin here, but hearing the younger kids talk made me realize that they really do pay attention to the “older” cousins’ mannerisms.
Later in the evening we tried to make a bon fire but the wind from the approaching storm made it impossible. All the kids came running down to the “older” cousins to watch the lightening. I think we all liked the idea of having safety in numbers and that we shared feelings of nervousness and excitement about the big storm that was coming our way. We ran to Natasha’s bungalow for shelter from the rain and watched the storm pass over us.
I’ve reached the point during my vacation where all my clothes smell like bon fire, I can sit around in quiet and not be bored, and I’m used to having no contact with the real world- but- those black flies are still finding their way to biting me in the most random places!
Anyway, I’m having a great time with my sometimes wacky family but we’d be boring if we didn’t have our silly moments.
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