Woke up early to meet a group of old friends for a kayak trip on the Winter Park CHain of Lakes. My oldest boy Sam just had to go. He was so excited that he woke me up screaming "lets go, we can't be late!" He had a great time jumping off of my canoe then swimming over to some one elses boat just to repeat the process. He of course wanted to pick on Quock, squirt Quock and ride with Quock the entire trip. Had lunch at Lola's on Corrine with the whole group.
I got home to an older couple who wanted to purchase my Chevy pick up. I sold it for what I paid 2 and a half years ago. Sometimes life can be so sweeeeeeeeeeet.