A chip off the old block

We took our last boat ride of the season yesterday.  The fall colors along the bluffs of the Mississippi are so pretty.  I’m really hoping I get to experience the fall colors in Italy too when I get back (in 4 days!).

When I was little, I LOVED going fast, in anything.  The car, the boat, anything really.  Once I was in the car with my mom when I was around 3 years old, and it was icy.  The car ended up doing a doughnut in the middle of the road, obviously scaring the crap out of my mom.  She said when the car stopped spinning, the first thing I said was “Do it again mom!”.  Haha!  I’m not sure what Mark was like when he was little, but obviously he’s somewhat of an adrenaline junkie now since he flies fighter jets.  I would assume that you’d have to somewhat like speed and excitement to fly those.

So Abbie comes by her adventurous side pretty naturally.  As soon as we step foot in the boat she pipes up with “Go fast Gampa!  I want to go FAST!”  She does it every single time we get into the boat and she pretty much lights up like a Christmas tree as soon as she feels it speeding up.  Yesterday she was shrieking with laughter when we were going fast and her smile couldn’t have gotten any bigger.  The faster we went, the louder she laughed.

Boating on the Mississippi is one of my favorite past times and I’m glad that my daughter seems to enjoy it as much as I did, and still do.  Although I will say that going 70+ mph in the boat is a tad different (a little more nerve-wracking) when you’re not the kid anymore, and you have your own kid to worry about. 

Thanks for taking us for a boat ride, Dad.  Boating with you is still as fun as it ever was.