At the River

Every summer as a kid, we made the trip to Uncle Mike's river house.  I loved it. It was where I learned that muddy water is where you learn to swim with life jackets, where boats go slow under bridges, and you learn to mind your wake when riding jet skis.  Hot dogs and hamburgers on paper plates are always served for lunch, and you are always welcomed as family. 

It is especially sweet to bring my own babies here to this special place that we are still treated as special guests every warm summer day spent at the river.