I took some time off from posting simply because being summer time, it was just really hard to write. This summer was unlike any other summer I have ever had. This was my first summer as a stay at home dad. It was also the first proper summer break for Michael. Langston starts school this year, which brought about a schedule change that allowed him to spend all of July with us. It was a wild and crazy ride, but one of the best summers I have had. For those of you who follow me on social media have seen some of the post and pictures. If you are not following me shame, and get on the ball. I present to you now, the story behind our summer.
Before we can get to the awesome, we have to go through the rough spot. For that, I would like to thank who ever sent their child to church with lice. After the second day of vacation bible school, Mike came home complaining of an itch at bed time. We had figured it was just the normal I don’t want to go to bed ploy. Oh how we wish it was. After inspecting his bed and hair, I pulled out the microscope to get a closer look. It was what I would soon come to learn as a knit. Shortly after searching the almighty Google, we found a picture and got visual confirmation. Ill cover that portion in a separate blog post titled “Summer of the Louse”. After purging the house and everyone we were ready to go float the river.
This was my first time at the Comal River as well as the boys. I have this thing about unknown waters, so I researched the heck out of this on Youtube. We made the drive and had a quick family reunion with cousins. Tubes filled with air we made our way down to the river. We live in Texas, so the word “hot”, is Latin for Hell here. The cool seventy degree water was welcome once you got in. The first fun obstacle is the first chute. Basically you take a water slide detour around the dam that will spit you out on the other side. It is both deathly scary and fun all at the same time because there is a chance you could flip and get pulled down river. The first round the kids walked around while dad rolled the dice. It was fun as hell! we all met back up at the bottom and reloaded all the kids and made our way to the second smaller chute. This one was easy and had a nice shallow part that we all hung out in. The water was clear and cool and shallow. A few of us unexpectedly exfoliated our butts on a rock on the way down. After enjoy watching other come down so gracefully we let the river carry us down. The sheer relaxation of just floating and chatting with random tubers and my brother in law. It was just what was needed. Another trip around after lunch wrapped up our day full of memories until the next chapter.