This year we switched things up a bit. We stayed at another lake, a much bigger one, close by to where we normally go, but this year we got our own private island and pontoon boat to boot. Not to mention a crazy awesome waterside off the island, catapulting you into the lake. It's what dreams are made of for my little, big boys. The island is sprinkled with twinkled lights connecting the two sleeping cabins, bath house, and main kitchen/living cabin, which sits right on the lakes edge.
When we found out I was pregnant in late November and decided we couldn't give up vacation, obviously. So it was either go really, really pregnant in early July or with a newborn baby in late August. We chose the latter and I am so glad we did. Lula got to experience her third week of life in one of my favorite places in the world.
Here's to squeezing the life out of summer.
Until next year...