We have just returned from a few days of holidaying and boating in Central Otago, NZ and we have 3 exhausted, but proud, children.
Master Jay mastered waterskiing - he can now ski without the ropes on the trainer skis, and he can go backwards on the kneeboard (He was attempting to do a 360 degree turn on the kneeboard but couldnt quite get there, 180 was as far as he could go this time round).
The fearless Miss Livee had her first go on the kneeboard and totally mastered it by the second go.
And young Corbin had his first turn on the ski biscuit all by himself (when his Dad slid off the back of it without Corbins knowledge). I was driving the boat and circled back to pick up his Dad but when I slowed down Corbins biscuit nose dived into the water and Corbin rolled head first into the water. There was a moment of sheer panic as I contemplated diving to his rescue only to remember the boat was still going and I was the only one in the boat who knew how to drive it. But thankfully, with some super quick thinking our teenage friend, Courtney, jumped from the second biscuit that was being towed and in a matter of seconds was with Corbin as he uprighted himself with a big smile on his face, laughing and yelling "I'm alright, I'm alright"
Needless to say Corbins dad got growled out because of the heart failure I suffered!!!
