Once upon a time there was a girl named Heather (that's me). She had a friend with the same name. Her friend recognized how much she enjoyed kayaking with her before, so she invited her and her son (that's Jonah) to tag along on another nice trip with her and her son (that's Grant).
Forgive me. I don't know what has gotten in to me. I'm pretending to be an author. I don't think I'm doing a very good job.
It took a few seconds and the boys were best buddies...throwing fun punches and screams in the back seat of Heather's (not me) Toyota.
"Hey guys, keep your hands to yourself!" screamed both Heathers.
They were pumped. And their Moms were pumped as well. Yeah, pumped full of muscle because the two of them loaded and unloaded two kayaks off the top of that Toyota all by themselves. Actually, it was a combination of determination and muscle.
Anyway...again forgive me, but this is fun.
The boys got a feel for the river before we went up to put the kayaks in. No way Heather (that's me...this is confusing isn't it?) wasn't going to capture some of this.
The boys jumped around and threw rocks and loved it.
Again, playing and talking like they have known each other forever.
It was a wonderful thing to watch.
And this is a wonderful child.
They looked so angelic like standing there, but their Mom's remembered how they sounded just moments before in that Toyota.
Heather (that's me) said, "Ok boys. We just lugged those kayaks to the river. We are all set. Come on! Run to me!" Something like that anyway.
Heather (doesn't matter which one) has looked at these one hundred times because she loves them so much.
She (that's me) talks about spirit a lot and capturing it in her blogs. This right here is a prime example.
Typical boys happy and excited to make a new friend and go on an adventure.
Full of life.
Full of energy.
And they fill their mother's hearts with joy every single day.
And the river was perfect and high and not crowded and we had a picnic and stopped and played with dogs and watched kids jump off a high rock and when we got to the end, none of us wanted it to be over. And just today Jonah asked me when we could do it again. What a wonderful experience.
Wait a minute, that was in the wrong tense.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Down river...down yonder on the Chatahoochee to be exact.
Thank you Heather. I love your love of the outdoors and how you have brought that love and appreciation out in me as well. You're a good Mama, and a good friend to all.