We did have more restlessness than one would hope for on vacation. It was just us and our boys up on top so we had plenty of space. However, we had some nervous boys with us. On the first night the sleeping arrangements were as follows. Sam and Ryan on one air mattress, mom and dad on one right next to them, and Ethan on a single air mattress just at our heads. We were under the awning on the top just in case it rained at all. Sam would fall asleep and after about 20 mins start to moan or wince or make noises, and then pop up to a sitting position. After asking him if he was ok and making sure he was we'd get him to lay back down and start over again, about 20 mins later again with the noises and popping upright. through all of this i don't think sam was ever really awake awake, once or twice i think he was almost awake. each time we'd have to reach over ryan to get sam to lay down and so ryan would be looking at us with his eyes wide open to see what was going on. and then ryan would sort of worry about if his blanket and his stuffed buzz lightyear were near and safe. So after a few hours of trying to sleep and not quite getting there both blake and i thought it would be better to split up and each take one boy to help sleep better. Ethan was sound asleep to all of this. Sam did continue to sit up but seemed to be less frequent. We all were finally able to get a couple hours of sleep just before the sun started to come up. On the second night we decided to just start out sleeping with each of the boys rather than missing out on any sleep we needed and wanted at that point. About an hour or so after we were all resting peacefully the wind kicked in and started blowing pretty hard. we had towels pinned up on a clothes line on the top of the house boat and so we got up and took them down. the wind was blowing hard enough that we needed to take down part of the awning and a canopy that was on the beach. Ryan at this point was nearly in tears and said that he didn't want to sleep on top and explained that he thought we'd blow away and that his blanket and buzz would be blown away with the wind too. Thus the reason why he was so worried the night before. We explained to him if it wasn't safe we'd get down. and we told him we would make sure everything was tied down and that we would not blow away. I feel so bad that his little heart and head was so worried. once we got things settled the wind seemed to not be so harsh and we were all once again able to get a few hours of sleep before the sun came up. I liked sleeping on top, but i am hoping that the next time we actually get to sleep more.
While in lake powell Ethan and Sam both got to give water skiing a try. This was Ethan's second try and Sam's first. Ethan was able to get up for just for a minute, he was so excited and really wanted to try again but time was short and there were more cousins that wanted to try too. Sam wasn't able to get up this time, but gave it a good effort and i think he'll be able next summer. I myself tried to wake board. i was reminded how i am not as young as i think i am. i was really close to getting up just after two tries but on my third try i pulled muscles in my fore arms that i didn't know did so much. i might or might not have cussed in the water....only me and the fish will ever know. i will definitely try wake boarding again on another day. Ryan just loves being on the water in the boat. not yet a fan of the tube. he loves to swim and is getting more and more confident in his swimming and floating abilities. he has to warm up to it each summer though. Blake was able to get out on with dad his brothers when they were going to and from the dock for a ice/garbage run.
Through out the days there was lots of time on the beach and lots of time to play in and out of the water. We played card games (Jeff was missed), visited, read, had water fights, and just enjoyed the trip. (ps grandma can be ruthless).
On the last day with all the cleaning and packing and organizing we had to also take the house boat to the "pump house." That's fun. The smell alone is enough to make anyone hurl but watching grown people laugh themselves silly about it is more fun.
Thanks for the good times Powell, we'll see you again next year.
The End! hehehehe
