This evening, we all went to the lake to enjoy some water time and refreshing weather. The park was packed with other families that had the same idea, but we managed to find a little piece of beach where we could get our feet wet. While my wife stood in the water, enjoying the feel of the waves lapping against her shins, Troy decided to wage war on the incoming waves. He found a piece of driftwood and proceeded to bash the waves repeatedly as they rolled into the shore. The waves would not be deterred, but Troy managed to drench himself (and us) with water as droplets were hurled sideways and upwards with ferocity.
Not content to allow us to shelter a safe distance from his onslaught, he goaded both of us to join him in the water...only to proceed to splash us with lake water. When the driftwood seemed to be less effective, Troy switched to picking up large rocks from the shoreline and hurling them into the water, like Polyphemus at Odysseus.
We stayed long enough to watch the sunset and then headed to the car to change Troy into the spare clothes that we've started to carry with us now. It wasn't a typical Easter, but when have we ever done anything typical?!
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