Flashbacks

I grew up in a family with two sets of grandparents who had summer cottages. My mom's parents had one in Canada in Rondeau Provincial Park. My dad's parents had one in southern Wisconsin. So, I spent all summer long bobbing between cottages for most of my tiny person childhood. 

This vacation reminds me a lot of those days. You have to rinse the sand off your feet with the hose by the door before you go in. Attached to it, of course, is some ancient metal sprayer. Much to Rogers' and Quigs' dismay, sand is pretty much on everything, but you stop noticing at some point. 

You cook your meals at home rather than eat out. And you have bonfires with s'mores when company comes to visit.

Here are some other summer cottages experiences that bring back childhood flashbacks:

1.) Bathing in the kitchen sink because cottages usually only have a tiny shower that a toddler suddenly becomes claustrophobic in when he realizes he is expected to just stand there and get clean and not play in the water... 

2.) Sandy and wet but VERY happy dogs.

3.) Special time with Papa.

4.) Digging holes with Dad in the sand.

5.) Jumping into the hole and hugging Dad because you're so excited about building a hole!

6.) Being so tired that you really should take a nap, but you can't bring yourself to walk to the cottage, so instead you just lie down and watch the clouds for 20 minutes until your next wave of energy hits you.

7.) Grilling out!

8.) Hanging out with family.