Morten's aunt Marie and uncle Olav recently bought a boat and offered to take us all three out on one of the lakes close to our home. The lake is actually a series of small connected lakes and springs so it makes for interesting little nooks and crannies; one of which was the perfect spot to go for a swim. Marie made a lovely lunch and Olav grilled some ribs for us in a shady cove. Max got to run up and down hills, play with other people's puppies and eat lots and lots of fresh snap peas.
Further up the lake, we got to see how the other half lives and cruised by all the "good money" as they call it here. We docked and Marie pulled out coffee and cake and we pretended like we belonged there.
On the return trip home, Max sat with Marie the whole way and the two of them fed the ducks, chatted about the boats motor (Max's new words are "Olav" and "motor"), and then Max crashed out to sleep; first on Marie's lap and then got moved down below deck.
They have a saying here, "Take the child's hand, take the mother's heart." Needless to say, Olav and Marie have this mothers heart.
This was one of those summer days that you remember in your head for a long, long time...."Yeah, that was a great day...."
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