Our boys have grown up on the water, just like I did. It took a few summers for them to truly love the lake (not having a bottom to rest your feet on was a little hard to accept) the way they always loved the pool, but they came around.
Xander's first words once we get to Grandma and Grandpa's house at the lake, are "Boat? Time to go?" He can't wait to go swimming. Or cliff jumping. And now, perhaps tubing ...
My fearless little man tried tubing for the first time over the weekend. He's climbed into the tube a few times while we were stopped swimming, and he's watched big brother Connor ride in the tube many, many times before. But this past weekend was the first time he's shown any interest in climbing in and going for a ride himself. "Xander's tube. Yes!" he told us. I'm pretty sure the look on his face says it all!