Not a chance! He wanted nothing to do with the lake what-so-ever!
He just screamed at the top of his lungs when Jason tried to put him down...
and when he finally did, it was as if we chopped both his legs off. So we decided that we would put Jacob up on the beach and we would wade in the lake.
Jacob was much better with that arrangement until he decided that he wanted one of us after his feet got wet (the water wasn't even cold if just your feet and legs wet).
Jason thought back to his youth and decided that he could still climb Tower Hill. He did manage to make it up, although 15 years ago, he did not have a 32 pound 2 year old that he had to carry on his shoulders. I'm so proud of him for taking on the task and Jacob enjoyed "climbing" to the top!
Daddy and Jacob at the top of Tower Hill.
Jacob at the top, exhausted after his 'climb'.


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