We had a great Memorial Day weekeend in Maine. The weather was unpredictably gorgeous, affording us 2 beach days. Liam even went swimming a couple of times.
On the drive up Rt. 128 Friday evening, we passed some radio towers. Liam (age 6) exclaimed excitedly, "Someone is taking a bunch of pictures up there!" Colleen and I looked at each other not understanding what he meant. "Look at all of the flashes!" Ha! He thought the airplane beacon was someone whose job it was to sit atop the radio tower and take pictures of everything around it.
Later on the same ride, Grady (age 8) out of the blue told us that we couldn't water ski anymore. Because we never have water skied together, we just let it go. He started up again, though, and said it's against the law. We asked him what he meant. He said that the president said no one was allowed to water ski anymore. Then it clicked - he had heard about water boarding and thought it was water skiing. Heh, heh.