Father's Day Weekend

Scott's Father's Day wish came true! He had, what he thought, was a brilliant plan...to take the boys to Lake Mead for their first time. I pretty much just spoke my peace and then went with the flow.

We headed out on Saturday morning and a long 6 hours later arrived at the Loews Lake Las Vegas resort. First, let me comment on the drive. As I already mentioned, it was long. We have done this drive so many times in the past, but never with a 21 and 3 month old. One of them was always fussing. I climbed back and forth between the front and back seats the whole drive. I even have to admit that somehow I breastfed Blake while he (not I) remained buckled in the car seat. I guess that takes skill! Once we got settled in the hotel, I think Scott quickly realized that his brilliant idea was not his greatest one yet. We then reloaded into the car and set out to launch the boat so that we would not have to deal with it in the morning. Well, as we should have known, the launch ramp was complete chaos. I knew the boys would not last in their car seats that length of time, so we decided to drive back to the hotel and call it a night. We ordered room service at 9:30pm.

Even though Gavin went to sleep at 10:00pm, over 3 hours past his regular bedtime. He was still up at 7:00am. Rise and shine Daddy! Scott did not think he was actually going to sleep in did he? We got packed up and headed out for a fun day on the lake. After a quick run to the grocery store, we were on the lake about 11:00am. It was already pretty darn toasty out. Gavin and Blake did well. They both kept their life jackets on and never fussed about them. Blake slept laying on the seat with his jacket on, and he actually looked pretty comfy too. I feared Gavin running around the boat, but he sat so nicely on the seat while the boat was moving. Overall, the boys were great while we were on the lake. I worried the whole time that it was too hot for them. I kept Blake under the bimini the whole time. I was worried he was thirsty, so I nursed what seemed like every hour. I never even got wet, until the last hour. This is where I went wrong. I ended up with heat exhaustion and by the time Scott got the boat on the trailer, I was in the truck throwing up. My head felt like it was going to explode. The pain was so bad I was in tears. I continued to throw up on the drive and one last time in our hotel room. I took a short nap and then woke up feeling almost back to normal. Whew! What a way to end our fabulously hot day on the lake.

Lesson learned...no houseboat, no babies or toddlers on the lake. It is much to hot to enjoy. This was our first time out since the houseboat was sold. We missed it so much that we had to do a quick drive-by to reminisce.

We headed back home on Monday morning, stopping once for fuel and pulling straight in to Gavin's swim lesson. It was a whirl wind weekend, but fun nonetheless. Hope you had a fun Father's Day Scott!

Photos to follow tomorrow...