Killing Time on a Nice Day

To kill time while a realtor was showing our house, we (Tucker included) grabbed supper and went to Lake Lamar Bruce for a picnic. Cate kept wanting to "ride" on the pier. When she would get to the end, she thought it was actually moving.

Ava wanted to get down and roam - as long as she did not have to walk in gravel or grass. I suppose she just doesn't like grass. She was wearing sandals so she could no doubt feel it on her toes. The gravel would shift enough under her feet to make her unsure, and so her stride was about 2 inches, and after about three steps, she would reach for one of us and whine to be picked up until she forgot about her gravel insecurity and wiggled to get down. Our trip to the beach this summer should be interesting.
--Lauren