One of the days we were down south, Dziadzi took the boys and their cousin Jack on one of their favorite outings. They headed to the preserve, to hike the mountain and ford the stream. Another favorite activity at the preserve is to throw sticks in the stream and watch them go through a giant tunnel (drainage pipe) and out the other side. This time, Dziadzi decided to move beyond sticks. So they made boats.
My Dad is pretty creative. He came up with a design and used some materials he had laying around the garage to build the boats. The boys got to watch him cut wood with the power saw and use the nail gun. Then they got to hammer in nails themselves and decorate the boats. They loved it. And yes, they floated.
These boats are now 2 of our favorite treasures. They are very proud of them and want to take them places all the time to show them off. They always get quite a reaction. In fact, when the boys took them to the doctor's office, our doctor was so taken with them, that he spent most of the visit (it was for Lilly) talking to the boys about a boat that his dad had built him when he was a little boy. He drew them diagrams and everything. He got quite emotional as he talked about it, and he told them to hold onto those boats because they were really special. He didn't know where his boat went and he wished he still had it.
Even more than the boats themselves, I'm sure the boys will treasure the memories of the fun they had with Dziadzi,climbing mountains, fording streams and sailing their boats down the river. You make good memories, Dad.