We haven't had much excitement the last couple days, which is probably a good thing, because it also means not much drama. We've pretty much just been hanging out, trying not to roast to death. This week hasn't been as hot as last week, so we're doing pretty well.
Yesterday, in an attempt to beat the heat, we went to the "beach," a.k.a. the American Falls Reservoir. It was not very pleasant. The water was absolutely filthy. I expected a little yuck; fish poop and water plants floating around, but it was beyond that. There was some murky mystery-froth along the shore, and little granules of something (maybe fish eggs? or dirt that floats?) floating around, and we had to wade really far out to get away from it, but my sandals kept getting stuck in the mud, and there was no way I was going to walk around without them.
Of course, Fearless Owen had no problems. As soon as we got his life jacket on him, he was running and splashing and dunking his face in the water.
Drew, on the other hand, cried the majority of the time because the sand was hot (it wasn't, really) and the water was cold (again, not really the case) and Owen splashed it in his eye (this, Owen actually did, a few times). Drew was a pretty miserable little boy.
So Drew and I sat on a towel on the sand, brushing off hundreds of tiny spiders and huge flies, while David and Owen made a sand castle. David found a plastic cup on the beach, which Owen filled with water and dumped on the sand, and David made a moat surrounding a lump of sand (Owen kept grabbing handfuls of the "castle" and throwing them in the water, reducing it to just a lump). It was fun watching Owen run back and forth with his water cup, like he was really helping. After a while, even Drew got interested, and he grabbed a stick and helped dig out the moat. But I think the whole castle building only lasted about 20 minutes before we all decided we'd had enough sun and dirt (except for Owen, who would've loved to stay all day).
We headed in to town to David's grandma's house to clean off with her garden hose. That was my favorite part of the afternoon; the water from the hose was clean (or clear, at least), and cool, and Grandma gave us Popsicles. I say next time we just skip the beach and head straight to Grandma's.
3 comments:
Sound a little like Hyrum Dam
with all the dead elk, or is it mooses (what's the plural of that?) in the bottom.
I think it's just the time of year that all the water is mucky. We found the same thing going to a couple little spots around here. Too bad : (. Now is when you want it to be nice and refreshing. I suppose that's what our 10 buck wading pool is for.
The popsicles sound delicious...and the cool water from the hose...I would have been Drew in this case, ready to move away from the heat and the dirty water. :)
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