For Dad's 60th birthday, we drove up to Helen, GA to go tubing down the Chattahoochee. Dad's sister, Brenda, her four grandkids, and my cousin Heath, joined us on the river. It started off nice - not too hot, the water was actually a little chilly, and the current was moving us along decently. But it didn't take long for us to start getting stuck on the rocks. It certainly didn't end up being the relaxing float down the river that we were expecting, and we were all sore the next day from falling on and trying to pry/push ourselves off the rocks. But we had a good time regardless.
|Dad and his older sister, Brenda|
|I had 6 year old Easton's tube linked to mine, and after about 30 minutes of floating and talking about all sorts of things, Easton looked at me and said, "By the way, who are you? And how do you know my name?" It was so funny!|
|Um, okay, Sophia!|
|Being on the river wore Cruz out!|