This past weekend Arthur and I took a short trip to the cottage in Hancock, Wisconsin. Just by ourselves. It was nice if not a little lonely. It was the first time I had been without other adults, and I underestimated how nice it is to talk with full size people. But Arthur had a real fun time and that's really the reason I wanted to go in the first place--to give his some quality Papa time.
We borrowed the motor boat from the nextdoor cottage and took it out in the deep weedless water where we promptly jumped in and swam around. It was a real highlight for Arthur. His little body was shivering and his mouth chattering from the chill, but he loved it. This photo was a technical feat in itself that I'm quite proud of.
And there was a Labor Day parade in the tiny town.