WS2 and I had the best summer EVER! Most of our time was spent floating on a raft going ‘round and ‘round the lazy, crazy, wavy river and FINDING THINGS at Schlitterbahn.
AWESOME!
And I’m talking about our tans too! We were rockin’, oh yeah.
There was lots of fishing going on too. We fished on the shore. Off the pier. In the channel. Fished with a pole, fished with a net. Even crabbed with a crab trap. 
WS2 caught a keeper in the channel with a pole. An 18” speckled trout! We had a full zip-lock bag in the freezer to prove it. Hubby caught a speckled trout keeper too. Then it was “yes sir, yes sir, TWO bags full”.
NICE!
I somehow caught a really strange fishlike creature-kinda looked like a catfish with legs- in the channel with a throw net. It was so strange in fact, that my FIL had to look it up on the internet to find out what it was. How do you google something that you have no clue about?? Type in “ugly nasty unknown creature”? No telling WHAT you’d get from that! Turns out it was something that’s supposed to be in the Indian River, of all places, or somewhere far off like that. All I know is that it was a looong way from home.
Hubby, WS2 and I also went to an Astros baseball game. It was an exciting game, even though Hubby was worried that our parking lot attendant was going to leave our lot before we got back. ~sigh~ We can’t be together and NOT go to a game.
IT’S OUR THING.
We also rocked the house with Guitar Hero. I just know our neighbor loves us.
We did the beach scene a lot too. We staked our claim with umbrellas, beach chairs, coolers, food, drink, and the BOOGIE BOARD! Along with that came sand, salt, hermit crabs, and seagulls.
But now my summer with WS2 has come to an end. Over. Done. Final. Through. And I’m oooh soooo sad. ~sob~ Some of the happiest times for me are the days when WS2 comes to spend time with us.
Some of the saddest (and most gloomiest, darkest, miserable, heartbreaking, evil, depressing, and dreaded-ok, so I exaggerate a little) times are the days that I have to take WS2 back to his dad. When I watch him ride off, it feels like my whole world just drops out from under my feet like a rude, crude carnival ride. The hole in my heart is left gaping open until the next time I see him.
Most importantly, I will say that I am so very thankful for our time together. Not only do we float, fish, rock out, and ride waves together, but we talk, we catch up, we have fun, and we grow closer.
WE BOND.
Like Krazy Glue.
That means the world to me. I love him with all my heart. Since he doesn’t live with me full time, I get to be the friend, the FUN PARENT. But being his mother and being able to mother him makes me feel complete, like totally.
YW
wife@yankeewife.com
