I am currently with my husband and two kids in a place we lovingly refer to as the “boogie woods”. We are deep in the hills of southern Ohio, where there is (egads) no wi–fi. What withdrawal? I am typing this from our cabin rental office. What blog addiction? Thank goodness we’re heading home soon. I’m starting to itch.
Before our trip to the hills, we spent two days together at an amusement park. If the four of us haven’t been in the car, we’ve either been in a little hotel room or in a very small, A-frame cabin.
Yesterday, we all took a canoe trip. Four of us, four paddles, four life-jackets, two fishing nets and a cooler in one boat. It was togetherness at its finest.
After about a half hour on the river, we noticed storm clouds rolling in and thunder started rumbling. We luckily found a concrete bridge under which we took shelter while pounding rain came down around us.
While we waited for the storm to pass, the kids began to get restless. I tried to think quickly and said, “Why don’t we play a game? Let’s go through the alphabet and take turns coming up with words that have to do with our vacation.” My husband was at the back of the canoe, so I told him to go first.
He replied, “Okay. A is for arguing.”