We were on our way out to Lac La Pêche yesterday afternoon, the canoe strapped on top of the car, paddles, PFDs and what not stuffed in the back, listening to Mallory singing.
She likes to entertain herself when she’s strapped in the car and is getting quite good. She likes to spice up her set by riffing on certain melody and word combinations, which is a great source of amusement.
At one point, she went off on “Old Macdonald” with:
“Old Macdonald had a canoe…”
She was a bit tentative around a lot of the day yesterday, but was keen on getting in the canoe. She sliced her tiny paddle through the water a bit, but pretty soon was asking voiciferously to go back to the playground.
We figured it was time for lunch anyway, so we did. After some lunch it was time to nap.
What happened next amazed us.
We put a piece of blue foam on the bottom of the canoe and draped a towel over it. We told her it was nap time and that was her bed. She got in the boat, lay down on it and we started paddling. Ten minutes later she was asleep.
For the next hour and a half or so, Irene and I went on a leisurely paddle down to the end of Lac La PÃªche, taking in the surroundings, smiling at each other as she slept.
At a certain point she turned over and, bum in the air, kept sleeping.
After a while, our sun went away and a thunderstorm rumbled in. The sky opened up as we neared the boat launch. We put my PFD over top of her and kept paddling. Mallory kept sleeping.
We got to the launch. I brought the car down to shore. Mallory was still sleeping in the bottom of the canoe. It really started pouring.
Irene and I emptied the boat but for Mallory and packed up the car. Mallory slept on.
Eventually, we picked the boat out of the water and brought it up on shore. Still she slept.
At long last she awoke. No doubt a touch disoriented, but fairly happy.
I think she’ll take to camping just fine.