Lake Weekend
Tradition.
Love it.
Among many other weekends,
Jack's birthday weekend in September is a given.
At the lake.
Usually the weekend the boats go away til the following spring.
Boo.
Boo.
Sad day for the Clark men.
{ Although in this picture they're looking rather chipper. }
{ Although in this picture they're looking rather chipper. }
No idea why these words are over on the side of this page. Irritating. But anyway. Somebody is a ham bone. |
They have a need. For speed. |
{This next one makes me laugh hysterically. Jackson APPEARS to be terrified, but I'm pretty sure it's his, "I love this so much, let's go faster, Daddy" scream. |
It was a chilly day. | Coco butters needed her little sweater. |
I LOVE my sweet Maddie. Could eat her up! |
I am CRAZY about this next image. Captures who Jackson is to the very core. It's how I see him. |
Crazy 'bout my Jack Man, too. |
She's been doing this since before she could walk. |
Nothing like a little fun at the lake. |