I’m not quite sure why it took us so long to get the boys to try this old summer ritual. I remember many summer days of my youth filled with jumping off the end of the dock (at quite a few docks all along the Pinopolis cove!). I mentioned the idea to the boys and they were quite a bit skeptical. I think they flat-out refused at first. But Parker was a little more willing to give it a try, and finally his think-everything-through-thoroughly big brother decided maybe he’d give it ONE jump.
Parker went first. Of course.
And he was quickly scooped up by Papa, just as promised.
Soon Thomas followed, and before long we couldn’t get them to stop!
The boys had a blast and cannot wait to do it again. I foresee many days of dock jumping in the future. Too bad the summer is quickly coming to an end…but there’s always next year!
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