The Kids Stay in the Picture

I've been reading many blogs recently, most of which I've discovered through Meghan's fantastic website AllMediocre. Many have photos that just scream "summer" and not wanting to be left out, I decided to get some of my own. I took this photo at our lake house this afternoon, after the kids had gone swimming, my daughter changed into jeans despite the 10,000 degree weather and my son refused to give up on the idea of one more running leap into the lake and therefore wouldn't get out of his bathing suit. They were on the dock and then the ducks swam by and I remembered that I had been carrying a stale piece of bread in my purse like a kazillion year old lady, just for this purpose and the kids fed the ducks and everything was tranquil and perfect for a solid thirty seconds.

What this picture does not show is that every five minutes I told my husband that I was having a heatstroke and must be transported by Mr. Softee truck back to NYC where I could enjoy air conditioning and the internet and that he told me that the kids were having fun swimming and that this is why we had the lake house and my pouting and nearly passing out when a neighbor mentioned "water snakes." Maybe I need a better camera.