While mom was here visiting, we drove past the paddle boats near the Old Fort (Purana Qila). Tony mentioned to everyone in the car that he hadn't yet gotten to ride on the paddle boats, to which mom replied "let's do it while I'm here!"
We paid our modest Rs 50 for the four of us to ride for thirty minutes and climbed on.
As is most often the case, our presence on the dingy and green lake made for more excitement than a normal afternoon paddle ...
These little guys were having a great time splashing around. I was hot, sweaty and just plain crabby. Mom was video taping (you didn't get me yelling at the kids on tape, did you?). Mia was getting rather annoyed that I didn't have cold water. Tony was simply squirming in his seat.
Tony is STILL squirming in his seat at this point.
Tony realizing there is a solution for the squirm.
Not that he's the first kid to do this, but ... Gee .... Pee?
This little guy (one of the three that was swimming earlier) had been kicked out of the lake and entry area for the paddle boats ... and was just standing near our pickup point - waiting to get the all clear from his friends to be able to get back in the lake.
I can no longer remember the littles' specific reaction to seeing this dude standing there in the buff, but Mia normally says "Mama, why did his/her mom forget to put clothes on him/her this morning?"
There are always heartstrings being tugged here ... I'd like to spend some time this summer figuring out just what it is this family can do for another family (ies) while we're here in India. It may not be much, but it will be something.
Stay tuned.
