Yesterday was my work picnic at Burger's Lake. Pardon my French, but it was damn hot. That's the nicest way to put it. We got out there at around noon, and Megan hit the water right away. As a little disclaimer, several family members work at my company, so it was like a little family reunion. Megan saw her cousins, and she was gone. Connor latched onto Aunt "Jones", and he was a gone.
Uncle Danny at the grill.

Aunt "Jones" and Connor swimming. He was a daredevil! He just kept walking out, no matter how deep. Scary.

My little "apple" who just didn't fall far from the "tree". They had little "safety sessions" where they cleared the water and made each group check to make sure no one was missing from the group, etc. I told Megan, "Do NOT go in the water until you hear the whistles." True to her/our nature, she went to the very edge of the water, stuck her hands in the water, but she did not go IN the water. *sigh* I just made my mom laugh hysterically, I know.

The guys played catch, the girls cheered.

Connor found two pool noodles and claimed them as his own. And when I say found, he was way up by the food/tables, located them, and then pulled them down to the water. After testing and experimenting, he figured out that he could float. So he'd walk out in the water and then kick his legs up behind him. But heaven forbid anyone try to pull him around by them...he got very mad and proceeded to vent his frustrations.


Connor and Aunt "Jones" played a game called "YUCK!". She would pile sand on him, and he would throw it up in the air and yell "YUCK!"

Connor didn't even make it out of the parking lot before he fell asleep. Megan, on the other hand, was too excited about getting to have a sleepover that she did not sleep! Cousin Alex came home with us from the picnic, and the girls had a wonderful time together.