We went over to a friends' lake house on Saturday, JC wasn't able to make it so my neighbor Ashley and I made the trip with Monkey and her little buddy D-Man.
The last time we were at the lake house it was about a year ago and the directions that were given to us were wrong. So this time we were trying to be pretty diligent about taking the right roads. It's an hour drive there and while the kids did really good on the trip, they were starting to get a little restless and were ready to get out and play.
We find the right road, but got a little confused as to which house it was. We finally pull up to the house, get the kids out of the car, unload all of the groceries, diaper bags and what not. D-Man was super ecstatic about the new sandpit they put in the front yard and Ashley and I were impressed with the new two-car garage.
With our hands full of bags and kids we walk into the front door and into the hallway.... and then Ashley looks at me and I look at her and say, "I don't think this is the right house!"
We of course laugh hysterically at how ridiculous we are and turn to go back to the car. That was when we notice a BIG sign out front that says "Smith's, Est. 2005"... did I mention our friends' last name isn't Smith?? Whoopsie!
After finally getting to the correct house we had a lot of fun hanging out and the kids had a great time playing in the water, even with the rain that we got. We are definately looking forward to the next trip over, and this time I think we'll get it right!