The short "a"

I’m preeeetty sure I’m beating a dead horse, but Evie loves the water. A lot. She also loves boats. A LOT. Everything in her life right now has an “a” before it. A car. A boat. A shoe. A fruck (truck), if you will. You can imagine what our commutes are like in the mornings and evenings with heavy traffic. She redefines “a” broken record. She’s hard on that ol’ short “a” too. She makes it VERY clear. VERY.

So, you can imagine our weekend was filled with LOTS of “A boat.” Do you want to go on “a boat” ride? Well of course!

She’s a natural water enthusiast, complete with “a bow.”

I can't really blame her for wanting to run her fingers in the water.

I do NOT so much agree with her getting ski trick lessons from this daredevil. However, this picture is my favorite though. You would never know she was terrified of him most of the weekend. I just CANNOT imagine why.