Boating, tubing, volleyball in the water, swimming, suntanning, snacking (on goodies like funnel cakes, Panini, fruit, and veggies), and breathing in fresh lake air all lead to one thing: 4 exhausted teenagers. This week, my husband and I are at my dad’s house in Indiana with our two nieces and their friends.
There is some confusion over the time here at the lake, since my dad’s house is right on the cusp of the central/eastern time zone change. If you have a cell phone that changes automatically, you might be fooled into thinking it is an hour later than it really is.
That’s what happened to the kids this morning. When they thought they were waking up at 9, it was actually 8. That made for a slightly longer day than they had planned.
After a morning of fun at the lake, Kyle walked back down the pier to lounge near the shore. Soon after, Kadie, Niki, and Trevor followed. Each collapsing in his/her own spot to rest.
Probably with visions of the taco night dinner Jane (my unofficial “stepmother”) has planned for us, Kadie turned to Kyle asking, “What time is it?”
“About 2 o’clock,” Uncle Mark announced.
“We still have time to kayak to the sandbar,” Kyle responded.
Kadie jumped in to correct him and save Kyle the embarrassment, “It is not REALLY 2 o’clock. Uncle Mark is just kidding.”
“No, he’s not. It says 2 o’clock on my computer,” I clarified because although Uncle Mark may be a jokester, Aunt Christy can always be counted on to tell it like it is.
“That’s it? It’s only 2? You mean I am this exhausted at 2 in the afternoon?”
Yep. Only 2 in the afternoon and we have 4 exhausted teenagers!