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My Waverunnin' Buddy

Cory's absolutely favorite thing to do is waverunning. My family introduced him to this crazy sport. It's addicting and who doesn't love to go. My parents invited us to go wave-running with them one night up at Jordanelle. They went up after work so we only had a little bit of time. Unfortunately Cory couldn't go with us, so I went with Isaak by myself. I was kind of proud of myself for going alone with Isaak in a car for a two hour car drive. It wasn't too bad. He's getting a little calmer in the car.

We put Isaak in the life jacket and the people around us probably thought we had just cut off his pinkie toe because that boy was screaming! SCREAMING! SCREAMING. He kept tugging at the life jacket and screaming. I thought he would stop as soon as we got on the wave-runner with my Mom, but no such luck. He just kept screaming and screaming and screaming. We went back to the dock and I must admit I was a little defeated and disappointed, but Randy told me to try to take him out alone on his wave-runner. It worked after about 5-10 minutes he stopped crying. He even tried to help me steer. After about 1/2 hour he would clap when he saw my Mom and Randy do a turn or go fast. He even started yelling woohoo with me. It was such a fun time. I'm grateful that Randy allowed us to use his wave-runner because it made the experience so fun. We did a little swimming and then we headed back up to the dock. Isaak loved it. I'm learning that he's a little shy at first when we try something new, but if I'm patient and give him enough time he will come around to it. I didn't have my camera with me because I was afraid it would get dropped in the water, so the only picture I have to leave you with is entitled Wave-runner hair. Isaak's hair stayed like this until I washed it up the next morning.Ahhh-stinkin' cute lil guy!

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Tina said…
Ahhh.... good thing that boy of yours is cute! (and that you are such a patient loving momma!)
August 18, 2010 at 11:46 PM
DottieLou said…
it was a good time
August 25, 2010 at 8:28 AM
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