notice: how much our kid is obsessed with the boat. and how much he looks like his nunu
notice: the launch and the maiden and second voyages.
notice: the second voyage cut short (after about 5 minutes). notice us trying to row back to shore with no luck.
notice: we got back to Emory (who, have no fear, was well-cared for during our absence) on the beach thanks to Jon Sr. asking some kind men to come rescue us with their running boat and our measly rope.
until December, boat.
*Jon is making me say that to his credit, the boat does now run, it just doesn't move. (spun prop?)
(I like parentheses too much tonight)