Boating (in which Lolly pretends she is in a music video)

I went boating. I boat now. (Name that movie. (The movie reference would actually be “sailing.”))

So, Lolly and I had a really nice weekend. Spent time with friends. Showed the girls how to do some hard work by participating in a service project clearing out ivy at a local park. Went to the the Puyallup fair where the kids went on tons of rides and ate cotton candy and kettle corn and giggled and laughed and I had a Krusty Pup and curly fries and Lolly got scones and we built memories. (We built good memories until the major Viva melt-down of 2013 as we went home that resulted in me questioning why I thought it was a good idea to bring children into this world in the first place, and that led me to actually utter the phrase “If you don’t stop acting like this you will never go to a fair again.” At that point, the memories were not so good.)

But one of the major highlights of the weekend was boating…

Surprisingly, I’m not one who’s really into water sports. Or sports. Or water. Or anything involving… doing something other than sitting around talking. So, this was unusual for us. Our good friends Jon and Christa invited us to join them on their boat with a few other friends. They had invited us last year, but we weren’t able to go because we were speaking at some conference or something, so we were really lucky that they invited us again.

We loved it. The water was spectacularly placid, and we boated across… some big lake (Lake Washington maybe?) where we docked and ate fancy sea food and talked and had a great time. Here is a picture of the Space Needle from the boat.

 Proof that this actually happened.

Christa had prepared delicious appetizers, and we all talked and laughed, and when it got cold we busted out blankets and looked at the stars, and peeked into all the boathouses that lined the perimeter of the lake (fun side note: the Sleepless in Seattle houseboat is still there, and we saw it, and I kind of wanted to break into it but I got too scared and also I was on a boat which made it difficult).

It was idyllic.

But the main reason I bring this event up was because of the following footage of Lolly which is probably my favorite footage of her of all time. This is Lolly being Lolly. This is the girl I fell in love with. Beautiful and fun and spontaneous and clever and endearing:

I present to you: Lolly pretending that she is in a music video because of the wind in her hair

Can you see why I love that girl?

All right Weeders. Have a good Monday. It’s gonna be a good week for all of us. I can feel it.


  1. The child who is now my most mellow grown son had terrific, terrifying, horrendous meltdowns, especially when overstimulated and it was time to go home. Now, in the airbrushed memories I have of his mostly idyllic childhood, those moments seem like nothing–a charming quirk. The memories of the lake and the fair will grow in beauty and importance and the meltdown will fade away . . . I promise.

    1. We watched that in my Sports Med class today because, hello, what better thing could you do on a Thursday afternoon?? Though it seemed like I found everything so much more funny than everyone else, probably because I've seen it so many times I have it written in my heart.

  2. Thank you for reminding me of the miracles of my life: that I survived my oldest's meltdowns at the absolutely worst possible moments and have lived to tell the tale.

    Nice to see nice people being adorably silly. Some of us are… well, just silly! 🙂

  3. "singer" Courtney Stodden did this is in a music video last year. Lolly is, by far, much prettier and, obviously, more talented.
    My question is: do you worry that your girls will end up in the same situation as you found yourself with your orientation and worries.


  4. Oh, Josh. I am watching a news conference about the shooting in the D.C. Navy Yard, reading your blog post because I wanted some distance from so much violence and fear and sadness. Your ending note, about the good week we will all have, brought tears to my eyes. I hope we do, and that we each make it a bit better for someone else. You are off to a good start.

  5. Thank you so much for proving, yet again, that you are human. This, in turn, reminds me that I am human as well. My daughter had a similar breakdown last night, on the way home from Ephraim. I was in a bad mood, she was tired, cold, and without her blankie or sippy (and therefore super uncomfortable). And she screamed the good majority of that 2 hour long car ride. It was not a fun ride. So I appreciate your candor. 🙂

  6. Fun!
    Aren't colossal breakdowns one of the things kids are supposed to do? Some kids are better at it than others. One of mine tends towards OCD and boy, oh boy does she melt down. Like every day. BUT, you don't see adults doing that, so it will pass eventually. Right? Don't tell me if I'm wrong.

  7. Oh my goodness! I LOVE THIS! Lolly and I would be the best of friends. Only I am not sure that you would be able to handle the two of us together. Which is likely why we have never met for real.

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