We spent a memorable weekend with our friends at their cabin near Bemidji, Minnesota. (Isn't that the coolest name for a town?) Both Pedro's had the time of their lives fishing for bass, pike, minnows and plastic blue fish tied to the end of the line.
After seeing four-year-old, Tate jump off the floating dock, Rody begged to go swimming. So, we stripped him down to nothing but a life jacket. So excited, Rody bravely jumped off about 30 times as long as we held his hands to pull him back on to do it again and again.
I had a great time chatting with my friend, Charis, and watching our boys have a great time playing with friends and fish. I enjoyed taking Rody on a kayak ride around the small lake at sunset, too. Beautiful!
We were really grateful our friends just happen to be doctors when Rody somehow got his elbow popped out of place at church and she was able to quickly fix it, saving him lots of tears and a trip to the doctor.
I got some video of the boys on the dock, but I forgot to visually document most of the trip. Oops. I wish I had on video Rody making sure he, his papa and his mama each had a horse to ride (you know the kind with stuffed heads on half a broom stick), all of us riding around the cabin, and his prayer later that night "bless Papa, Mama, Pedro and bless Papa's horse and Mama's horse and Pedro's horse."
We had a fantastic weekend! We're sure grateful for good friends!