Papa Mark worked with Noah on target practice with his new Nerf target. I'm not sure how Noah did, but he seems to be able to hit Rebecca and I in the kitchen from the across the room while we are cooking dinner. Now he knows that although we are proud of him for hitting his target, they target can't be people.
Noah wanted a red cake on the inside. Red is his favorite color, so that is what he got. We had lunch and then went down fishing and rode on the jet ski. Afterwards, we came back up for cake.
Noah thought he was cool sporting his new hat that he made at church. Noah is a hefty caster with the fishing pole. I think his goal is to see how far he can cast the line.
Here shows you a little bit of the chaos on the small dock. It was bad that day. Lines were flying everywhere. Shirts were getting hooked and you had to really watch closely. Not a lot of fish, but that is never the focus. They just want to sit out by the water.
Grandma and grandpa took a picture with Noah and then almost got clocked in the head with the bat. Noah has no concept of people around him when he is practicing swinging. That is why we bought him a heavy foam bat. Everyone wins.
It is always a sea of tangled poles and kids needing bait put on their hooks. They are all learning now how to do this on their own.
Noah did get to ride the jet ski, although cautious. Since he fell off the back in June at Priest Lake, he is much more aware of how fast he wants us to go.
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Hey, what does Dedon mean? I've always wondered that.
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