“C’mon, Aunt Stephanie!”
“Okay, on the count of three. One, two, three!” We both lurch forward as if we’re going to leap off the dock– but our feet remain firmly planted. I giggle– I knew my 10 year old nephew was psyching me out. He knew I was playing the same game. A half a minute later, we both fly into the air at the same time, hitting the water in concert– sploosh! SPLOOSH!
[Like a Country Time Commercial was originally posted to my blog at ustravel.today.com. Read the full article there!]