Great weekend in the Twin Cities (although we never spent time in one of the twins...but I digress). Lots of face time with Grandson Joseph. We had lots of talks, giggles and smiles, many around 4 AM as he stayed with Lady Linda and myself while his parents went into a crash recovery program for parents with infants. (The pink pacifyer was a joke promulgated by father Scot).
Joe's presence centers me. The picture, taken in a jam-packed room of noisy celebrators, shows the two of us in the eye of the storm, unaware and uncaring about the tumult around us. I told you that the trip would be good for my soul. BTW, I just woke after 11 hours sleep and recovery.
I am hoping that Ron had a good ICE experience and that Alex's camp went well while I enjoyed their fair city. I will post some pics this week. Meanwhile, temps in the lake here have plunged and I have to rethink life as I know it.
Paddle safe...
DS
5 comments:
Looks like you're teaching Joseph the forward stroke by using your fingers as the paddle shaft. He's got a loose grip as he is pushing forward. Working hand, wrist and elbow in alignment at shoulder height. . .nice job coach!!!
Special shot, Silbs!
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Too bad we missed you this trip. With family here, maybe you'll get back up before the lakes harden. Only 5 hours from my house to Miller Park.....
And Miller Park has cold beer!
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