day trip

My boys are a little obsessed with China. It all started a month or so ago when Pingping (at the time he was the world’s smallest man) appeared on The Amazing Race.   Because of their obsession with The Guiness Book of World Records, Pingping was a huge celebrity in their minds.   Unfortunately, Pingping passed away before the airing of the show and the boys are heart broken that when they go to China they won’t be able to meet him. When they go to China. I identify with this.   When I was six I spent the better part of two days digging a very large hole underneath my swing set in Berrien Springs, MI in an attempt to dig a tunnel to China.   If China was on the other side of the world, I was certain to find it with my sand shovel. Today they enlisted the help of their cousin(6) in their journey to China. We were at the lake and the four of them decided that they would travel to China on the inflatable raft.   They decided that their cousin would pull them since they were all too young to drive the jet ski. They waved wildly good-bye and soon were China-bound. Awhile later they had drifted back to the dock and I asked if I could take pictures of the explorers since I was going to miss them very much once they were in China. Won’t you be in China? If you are in China, I would definitely come visit you. We will miss you mom. Have you looked at a map to make sure you are headed in the right direction? No.   We are sure it is this way.   We might go to Egypt instead because this definitely looks like the Nile. And just like that they changed their plans and headed to Egypt. They took turns pulling the inflatable raft. Tugging. Drifting. Swimming. No matter how hard they pulled they seemed to be circling the dock. The only thing that was between them and arrival in Egypt… …was my foot on the end of a rope tethered to the inflatable raft.