The girls love it there. In fact, every once in awhile Miss K will sadly say, "I miss the yake. Me yake." I'm also pretty sure we'll spend at least part of next summer teaching her that the entire lake is not, in fact, hers. On our one boat ride this summer she seemed to think that everyone else should leave as it was, "me yake."
The lake is...
...the appropriate place to eat a smore (note the extra large marshmallow)
...ideal for hiding in the leaves (there are millions of leaves to rake into piles, thanks mom!)