"Fwim. Wah-TERRR. Git in."

We took Emma to the lake for the first time last weekend, and she had a great time.  We went with our friends Matt and Caroline, who she loves.  Oh, and how could I forget their dog Charlie?  In Emma speak, we went with Matt, Ca-wine, and Chawee.  Friday night she was practicing how to wear her sunglasses on her head in preparation for Saturday:

Nosy britches only slept for 8 hours Friday night, and she woke up Saturday morning saying, "Daddy.  Phone.  Matt.  Ca-wine."  Nothing about Mommy sleeping in the other room.  No concern for me whatsoever.

When we got down to the dock on Saturday morning, Emma said over and over and over: "Fwim.  Wah-TERR.  Git in."  (Fwim = swim)  I was so proud of our little doodlebug.  Here are the things she wasn't afraid of:
(1) being dangled over the edge of the dock to be put in her float

(2) wearing a life jacket

(3) floating in a big huge lake

(4) being on a boat

(5) going fast on a boat while Daddy tubes
and finally....

(6) TUBING LIKE A BIG GIRL!!

Thanks, Matt and Caroline, for Emma's first weekend at the lake!