I guess that the real reason I spend my summers in Minnesota is to be closer to family. I'm single, no kids (never wanted any), and the only one to live in Texas. The rest of my kin live in North Dakota and Minnesota.
My little brother has a camper here too, and his kids and grandkids visit some weekends. He's got 6 grandkids and 1 more on the way, so it can be pretty chaotic sometimes, in a good way.
Last night around the campfire my 5-year-old nephew talked about Fire Bugs. Fire Bugs were something I made up 2 summers ago to explain what the sparks were shooting from the fire pit. I was so pleased he remembered! Then I taught him and his cousin to give eskimo kisses while they were both sitting in my lap.
That's what life at the lake is all about. If I'm lucky, they'll tell their kids some day about their Great Aunt Sandy who taught them all about fire bugs and eskimo kisses.
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