Family time at Copake Lake. Why don't we own a weekend house in the Hudson Valley? Damn it's gorgeous up there.
While braving the lake (after many questions about the possible presence of piranhas, sharks, or kelp), Owen decreed that Dave was "the third sturdiest" (much to Dave's chagrin) in determining the ideal family water skiing pyramid set up.
Did someone ask for 12 tickets to the gun show?
At the Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome.
You never forget your first biplane ride.
Henry claimed he wasn't scared but spent almost the entire flight with his face buried in Kevin's lap.
Spending the evening around ye olde fire pit.
Hiking to High Falls in Philmont. The perfect hike to vista payoff - 15 minutes max until we hit the waterfall scenic overlook.
Exploring the river down below, and making grand plans for island fortresses.
Scott led the charge into the waterfall, followed shortly thereafter by Henry (who bizarrely, insisted on stripping completely naked first so he could remove his underwear and then put his shorts back on, y'know, for modesty and such). Brendan predictably refused to swim until I gently pushed him to go in. When he got out, he came over and hugged me and said quietly, "thank you for realizing that I always regret stuff if I don't do it." Love him.
After a very late post-hike lunch, the aunts and uncles contingent announced that they'd have to take a pass on the Hudson Fire Museum (which the boys, Brendan especially, had been dying to take us all back to since we'd missed it the first go round). Upon hearing this, cute B just came over and buried his face in my shoulder dejectedly. Happily upon witnessing this, they sweetly decided they just might have time after all. Afterward, B declared going back to the fire museum with Scott was his favorite part of the vacation because he "told me how everything worked" (Scott is a volunteer fire fighter). Third sturdiest Uncle Dave better watch his back.